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Forgetting a memory by force is like wading into the ocean and then floating out to sea with no intention to return. The farther you go, the farther the memory is. But as you truly do start to forget, the water is up to one's ears, over one's mouth, and there is no more peace.
The flood of...
Siddy dismounted the stairs. The crane pulled up a personnel boat and set it on the deck. A cluster of North Star fighters gingerly stepped out.
Most were wounded and roughly bandaged. The medics lingered over them and examined them for urgent wounds. Siddy walked toward them, looking out for...
The captain emerged from the bridge.
He stepped quickly to the rail and zeroed in on Siddy. Siddy watched the captain's disbelief turn to something that looked like anger. He could read the captain's lips. "The ammunition carrier?"
One of the aides waved him up.
Siddy shuffled up the stairs...
"I told him. I knew, about the drones. You have to save them for the right moment."
In the day, the land could be seen clearly.
The landmass extended from horizon to horizon. Its shore was an underscore to the infinite color between the sky and the earth. Above it was the smoking...
The ship flapped and flopped in mid-air until it found the center of the wall and smashed into it, narrowly missing what had just been a bunched up crowd of cutthroats. It bounced to a stop and left a wide scrape across the plastic. As the enemy scattered, the Guppy's twin drones launched...
Potwalker smashed into the floor of the wall and then against the battlements and then a corner.
He was flung far behind Ruddigh.
Who advanced, step by thunderous step.
Siddy glanced at the harpoon cable. The gun hadn't returned. It made no noise, no vibration.
"You—there you are—" Ruddigh...
Once, there was a mouse family who lived in a factory. The animals inside had a debt to society. They were privileged to work at the inmate lease program. He was born but they would not let the family out.
The floor cracked in two and Potwalker yowled as they tumbled through the dust. Siddy...
They took up a jog.
The walls grew taller.
Siddy couldn't believe it. The trees and the brush melted away and the wall ahead grew taller, and taller, and taller. It rose into the sky. His chin lifted all the way as he looked at the jagged shadows fluttering over the top. The surface of the...
Siddy only realized now that Potwalker was telling him it was time.
That a rhythmic clicking started playing over the speaker systems of the Myrmidon.
That the last few days were over and he had been awake for hours, that he'd already crammed his breakfast in the form of a gaggy gel square...
They trained for three days, most awake time spent on deck under the hot sun. There was no time to mindfully worry—there was only time to train, to guzzle water from great barrels, to stuff one's mouth during timed meals, to collapse in one's bunk, to go back up for training, to do sprints, to...
For three hours, Orida made them do shuttle sprints across the deck. Every time someone slowed, she'd charge them and start screaming in their face. Every recruit, from the moles and squirrels and rabbits and hedgehogs to even a bulky sea otter, was smaller than her.
When everyone was...
Siddy was lifted off his feet. The white paw gripped him and hauled him over the corner of the rail where it met the ship and he could see a brief glimpse of All The Way Down, where the steep wall of the hull shrunk toward the tiny floor of the wharf. It looked so small, so very much like a...
Threadmarks: Ch 5: This Contract Means You're Ours
Luckily, the pawn shop had several dozen BookerThallas Mk1A's in a bin behind the counter. They were stubby little pistols, built for mice, with a tiny standard magazine that carried five rounds. Their plastic casings were held together by bits of tape and glue. Chamomile made sure to give Siddy...
The recruitment kiosk was inundated with animals. The line extended in a broad swathe that spilled outside, but inside, it was a packed room with only an AI interface behind bulletproof glass. The sixteen crammed inside, Chamomile in the very front. She stared at the AI's analog screen in...
Siddy remembered every instant of the fall.
The first pain was the fear in his chest and in his paws, even as he felt like he floated through nothing. Vertigo and weightlessness and a deafening wind were all he could sense. He caught a single glance at the landscape of the dump as it flew up to...