Personal Logs

The Table in the Alcove: A Dregan Short Story
I programed the entry pad three days before they arrived. I kept going back. Checking the light over the house floor, the way it caught the wood of the tables.... Read more...
Flerat: Homeworld
The city moved in patterns I saw from the outside. I kept my hands loose at my sides as I walked the streets. The thief worked the outer stalls. Male,... Read more...
Inara Personal Log 01.7.928
The observation that will not make it into the report is the child. She was eight, maybe nine. Sitting in the back row of the civilian gallery the Merdorath governor... Read more...
TRANSMISSIONS FRAGMENTED
Reconstruction in progress. Read more...