~ “Regretting your life decisions, Owen?” “Yes… no! Wait, no one asked Truth or Dare yet! Can I, uh, not play the game?” “Oh, I think it’s far too late for that.” Owen retreated farther into the human-shaped nest he’d constructed out of a puffy sleeping bag, grateful for his dark skin…
Broken Sky – Broken Heart
The drop-hangar ceiling closes above us, and the plane’s engine finally goes silent. Out of the cargo bay I quickly walk, with my lieutenant pursuing me readily. The rest of the planes have followed us down below the crust of the earth, and the pilots and soldiers emerge slowly. I don’t give them any…
Broken Sky – Beginning
I was once told that when you rule the world, there is no one who loves you. I promise, this is almost painfully accurate. …almost. The people you control will never forgive you for existing, never forgive you for waking up one day and deciding that you knew better. They will despise…
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