Convergence Chapter 10: Currents of Power
2050 Director Holt stood at the head of the long, polished table in the Pentagon’s secure briefing room, the cold […]
2050 Director Holt stood at the head of the long, polished table in the Pentagon’s secure briefing room, the cold […]
They huddled in the dark, too shaken to speak. What little moonlight slipped through the veil of vines at the
2050 The conference room was dim, with only the glow from the projection screen casting faint shadows on the stone-faced
The day opened warm and bright, sunlight drifting between thinning branches to stripe the game trail in shifting gold. The
Cape Canaveral – Late 2046 The crowd gathered at Cape Canaveral had come expecting thunder. They stood shoulder to shoulder
The morning sun filtered weakly through the trees, casting pale gold into the hollow. The air was cool, still damp
The Situation Room, The White House – Washington D.C. – Late 2046 The situation room thrummed with a quiet, electric
The walls of the NASA Jet Propulsion Laboratory’s main conference room were lined with mission badges, planetary maps, and models
Shade moved ahead of the others with the silent, practiced ease of someone who’d spent most of his adult life
A blur of red and black sliced past Serathis as he twisted away. He struck with his tail, catching the