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Ewan Stone ✍️🔞
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Self-published British SF/fantasy pervert!
🚀The Lonely Ship Saga - horny space opera
🏰Path of Lyssa - dark ero-fantasy
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What perfect album came out the year you turned 16?
Album cover for Meteora by Linkin Park
November 17, 2025 at 4:21 PM
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'spend', from Rune Carrier. Aki comforts the ship's guest Camarilla, who reminds him of his distant wife.

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“Wait!” Cam’s hand shot out and took his wrist. Her skin was cold against his, but not as cold as his beloved Demi. It was a chill he acclimatised to quickly. “Do you mind… staying with me for a little longer? I feel much better when I’m talking with you.”“You are heating up, you mean?”But she shook her head, chewing her lip. “I mean… I mean being here on this strange vessel is easier with you around. You’re… making me feel safe. S-Sorry,” she added, releasing his hand and blushing down at the pillows of her bed. “You’re busy. I shouldn’t be selfish.”But Aki took his seat again with a warm smile. “Anything I need to accomplish, I can ask someone else to do for me. If you wish to talk for longer, then let us talk.”Her brilliant smile was a wave of electric satisfaction across his skin. Aki wondered if he should feel guilty about spending intimate time in the company of a pretty girl who wasn’t his wife. But his hungry heart, starved by New Accord occupation, drew in the energy of Camarilla’s attention on him and demanded more. He held out his hands.“What do you wish to talk about?”
November 17, 2025 at 12:00 PM
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Rune Carrier (Lonely Ship 5)

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With a charming smile, almost a laugh, he turned about and slithered back into the corridor. The door sealed shut behind him. “Was that true?” Miriham whispered to Sparrow. “Was he near the nexus when Siege reported the courier’s arrival?” Sparrow shook her head at once. “He was on the bridge with her when the news came in. It took him a good two minutes to get down here, but he told the bridge he wanted to tell you himself.” Miriham rolled her eyes with a dismissive laugh. And because she was cured of her ailing heart’s misplaced feelings, Gremory’s desire to find excuses to see her did nothing to excite her. Nothing at all. She was cured, and his smile meant nothing to her. Nothing at all… Beside her, Sparrow was silent.
November 17, 2025 at 10:10 AM
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'run', from Rune Carrier. XO Aki, a recent additon to sci-fi culture, considers the immense work involved in stellar navigation.

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But space was nothingness. The void was so vast and so empty, it gave him nothing to work with when he was planning out his steps, and as the first officer of the Rune Carrier, he was responsible for a lot of steps.And yet, sages help him if he ever decided to just plot a course by the most direct route! Space was mostly empty of matter, yes, but full of all manner of invisible obstacles that required his consideration. Energy signatures, radiation, miniscule fragments of debris. And there was also the immense tonnage of the ship itself to keep in mind. Aki was nimble. His body was light and flexible. If he had to swap out his momentum mid-run, he could do so. But Rune Carrier demanded long, arduous minutes between hearing a command and putting it into action. Changing thrust meant little in the instant the order was issued. And by the time that order had finally been realised, all manner of context had changed. Yes, space was very upsetting.Unfortunately, he also loved it.
November 16, 2025 at 11:59 AM
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Rune Carrier (Lonely Ship 5)

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In her mind’s eye, the nexus door slid suddenly open to reveal him. Tall, fair haired, blue of eye. He was sweaty as if he’d come running to see her, and he was wearing that bizarre, fashionable space uniform he had been wearing in the transmission they had shared above KT-73. The shining silver of that mysterious teardrop emblem, which felt strangely important despite Miriham having never seen its like before, glimmered on his breast. “Miriham!” her dream Marcus gasped. “I have returned from the war!” “Oh, Marcus! I have missed you!” she would reply in a maidenly voice. “And I you. But an important matter has crossed my path, sweet Miriham! Our daughter!” “Our… daughter?” “From the future!” Marcus told her. “She came from the future to tell me how she will save the universe from a dire threat! And now I must lay with you and impregnate you with my malleable human seed! Do not fear,” he added with a sly grin. “Rune is aware. She gives us her consent! For it is for the sake of all life in our universe!”
November 16, 2025 at 10:42 AM
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'progress', from Rune Carrier. Man, I should've planned ahead. There's been some other great instances of 'progress' in the snips lately!

Cain explains his grudge with Captain Marcus to his second-in-command.

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“Albright’s dream of compassionate chaos is an appealing one, Gremory,” Cain explained in dry, matter-of-fact tones. “That is why he is so dangerous. The people of the Accord will want to believe that there is merit in softness. They will be won over by his belief that all can get along by doing merely what they wish to do. And only when progress has been stripped away and the basis of a new galactic civilisation erected on those soft foundations, only when Albright is made aware of how flimsy his dream is, will they realise that they have been duped. Better to snuff out that dream decisively, Gremory. Better no more innocent minds are corrupted by his words. He may be an unwitting charlatan, but that doesn’t make him any less a threat.”
November 15, 2025 at 12:03 PM
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Rune Carrier (Lonely Ship 5)

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“You know I can’t do that,” he said. “I cannot go against those orders until I can prove that your crew will work faithfully alongside the New Accord, and we both know that we are a long way off from that. But, in the meantime…” He reached out and put a warm hand on her shoulder, and he eased her around to face him. Miriham’s heart thundered as she looked up into his big, soft, red-brown eyes. “I’ll do what I can to be a friend for you,” he said softly, “Miriham…” His touch was strong. He had such nice arms. And he did understand her plight, even if he was too fixed in his ideology to do anything about it. Maybe Miriham could be that dissenting voice for him, if he was willing to let her get close. Maybe a word in his ear, spoken intimately, could bring him around to her way of thinking. And to let someone take the weight from her shoulders, even for one night, would be heavenly. “Gremory…”
November 15, 2025 at 10:19 AM
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'week', from Rune Carrier. During a meeting with his science officer, Cain gets distracted by his regrets.

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That first week as Commissioner of the New Accord, Cain had used a fabric printer to weave a large, physical copy of his original project plan onto a tapestry, and he had displayed it openly on the wall of his diplomatic office here in Reader Station. All so that he could see each and every day how far behind schedule they were. If Lilith had done her job, if Rune Carrier had followed her orders…If Marcus Albright had fucking died, none of this pointless, reactionary science would have been necessary! And Cain could have gotten started on the change that really mattered! Consolidation! Progress!“Here. I’m insisting.”He turned. Julianus was proffering the pack of smokes for him again with a sly smile.“This is how I get through it,” he said. “As far as self-destruction goes, it’s not the worst way.”
November 14, 2025 at 11:21 AM
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Rune Carrier (Lonely Ship 5)

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“Captain, answer me honestly,” said the lieutenant, fidgeting with his white armband. “For the sake of the anima. Is there anything I could say on behalf of Commissioner Cain’s New Accord that would change your opinion of them?” “I sincerely doubt it,” she said at once. “He tried to have us killed. He imprisoned my friends in a place where I cannot vouch for their safety. He ordered me to open fire on an allied vessel. And if he had his way, my homeworld would be desecrated by the marching feet of his so-called progress. He cares nothing for peace, or culture, or for the dissenting voices that you praise so eloquently. He is a monster. I will never give my heart to a monster.” Looking up, she saw that Gremory’s face had fallen. He was watching the deck ahead of them as though afraid to trip over his own tail, and the twitching of the muscles in his arms told Miriham that he was fidgeting with his fingers, now interlocked behind his back. “Do you think me a monster, Captain?” he asked. “I think you are a good man,” she said honestly, “simply doing his duty. I would respect you more if you took a moment to consider that the orders given you are madness and folly. I would hear your dissenting voice, if I may.”
November 14, 2025 at 8:27 AM
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'build', from Rune Carrier. Digital lifeform Griffon faces off against APEX, an ancient supercomputer, who he suspects of being a secret Earth project from eons past.

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“Did RKON build you, or were the Accord Embargo Whatever just copying their notes when they put you together?” APEX stopped laughing. By the comms console, Avalynne turned about with a curious frown on her face. When she remembered that she couldn’t see Griffon standing in the middle of the deck, she directed her thoughtful glower towards the floor instead. “Ah, of course,” APEX sighed. “Being of human… parentage, you say, you will be familiar with RKON. You have met their system, have you Griffon?” “Yeah, and I didn’t much care for them. They sounded like you.” “And you believe that such is enough to tie us together with a supposed shared lineage? Myself and the machines of Earth?” “Yeah,” said Griffon. “Call it a hunch, if you like.” “A hunch?” APEX laughed, a sharp and bitter sound. “An AI does not suffer such indignity!”
November 13, 2025 at 11:51 AM
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Rune Carrier (Lonely Ship 5)

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Naamah shook her head with a roll of her yellow eyes. “Ridiculous. Thanks, Aki,” she added with a warm smile for him. “Appreciate the help with this. You’re one of the good ones.” In an instant, Aki was returned to a memory, his hateful descent through the mythical Crystal Tower on his homeworld. A voice had assailed him as he sought the end of the crystal menace. A yowling, spitting, furious voice that sank into his skin where the shards of the crystal had broken his flesh. He heard that voice again now, and he recognised it as his own. And when he came to, he was standing right in front of Naamah with his hands tight fists by his sides. Naamah’s eyes were wide with shock. “Once more, I fear I am mistaken,” he hissed. “But I believe that I am also your superior officer, soldier. And though the crime of violence against a fellow member of this crew is justly punished, I will not overlook the disrespect that is the antagonising of that violence. When you feel the need to be clever, I urge you to keep your tongue in your mouth. Do I make myself clear?” Slowly, Naamah’s expression hardened under the harsh light of his eyes. She gritted her teeth. “Yes.”
November 13, 2025 at 9:04 AM
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'shirt', from Rune Carrier. Captain Miriham encounters an undead stowaway.

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The stowaway was a young woman, and Miriham was surprised to see that she was visibly human. Humans were rare in the Forge galaxy, but they were practically unheard of here in the Accord. Based on her understanding of Marcus’ people, she assumed the girl to be about nineteen years old. She had long, knotted, messy hair of a vibrant orange-red, heavy freckling on her soft cheeks and wide eyes the colour of fresh rain. Her cream skin was marked with dust and soot, as well as a caked substance, crusty and clear along her brow and around her neck. She was wearing a very simple, grey t-shirt that was stained all across its fabric, and baggy shorts of the same colour that left her legs exposed. She also wore one of the heavy, white jackets that Miriham had seen Captain Egyn wearing. But she was barefoot, and the soles of her feet were dark with dirt. The girl’s face was twisted with fear and grief, but Miriham saw no tears on her cheeks or in her wide eyes. She also recognised the paleness of her skin, the red rims of her white sclera and, of course, that pointedly practical breathing. She was a grim, in the Forge parlance. Here in the Accord, a citizen of the Alignment. And though the colour in her skin was not as ashen as Demi’s, she was most certainly her kinswoman
November 12, 2025 at 1:42 PM
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Rune Carrier (Lonely Ship 5)

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“Crimes?” Leon smirked at his accuser. “What crimes would that be? They must be pretty severe to make you trash my ride… boy.” “Much as I would revel in the naming of your iniquity,” said the machine, “I fear we would be here all afternoon if I was to begin now. Hear this, then. By no means the least of your crimes.” The robot swordsman yanked itself free of the car and took a step down onto the pavement, five feet from Leon’s position. That sparking blade scorched the air as it pointed right at his heart. “You take the work of the hands of the people of New Anchorage and attribute it to yourself,” the robot said. “You take the livelihoods of innocent citizens and hold them at arm’s length until they can purchase your permission just to exist. You tangle security, economy, industry and culture around yourself like the knotted web of a spider. You deny support to those who dearly need it. You sit upon a throne built of the ashes of broken lives.”
November 12, 2025 at 8:23 AM
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'burger' (heavy vibe association here!), from Black Husk. Petra is briefed on an underwater food-retrieval mission over dinner.

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“Yes, we’re sorry to rope you into our issue, Petra,” said Rune with a sad smile. She swapped from Libralogue to Core Common with remarkable and enviable fluidity. “Did Alina at least share with you what all of this was in aid of?” “You want to feed the enemy… or something?” “We want to feed two starving people, yes. I think we had been hoping it wouldn’t be too much trouble for you. But we can rethink once you’ve seen the world for yourself. There’s no need to push if it’s not feasible.” “I just have to swim down, right?” “It’s a big ocean, very pretty!” Fei grinned. Her own Core Common was rustic and clumsy, but still perfectly understandable. Where did she come from, to use Libralogue so fluently but not the tongue of the Forge? “Uh-huh?” said Petra. Fei nodded, and her eyes shone bright. “I want to swim too! But I can’t swim deep. I don’t have your… um…” The cat reached up her sticky hands and patted at her round breasts, which made Petra flinch with surprise. But then Liera was leaning in with a flour-coated mug of water for her. “Lungs,” she said
November 11, 2025 at 11:34 AM
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Readership may not be skyrocketing on #literotica (it's part 4 of a serial, go figure) but I'm thrilled by these numbers! They show Laymen readers are vibing with the same stuff I am, and it shows I'm growing as an #erotica writer!
November 11, 2025 at 9:56 AM
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Black Husk (Lonely Ship 4)

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“And I am sure that you said in an earlier session that you loved him.” “As a friend!” Lilith had to struggle to maintain her whisper, but she was getting pretty irate. “Not as a lover! I love Marcus, but I’m not in love with him! That’s a significant distinction!” Disliera maintained a long, searching gaze, and Lilith stared back stubbornly. Then, the slime smiled. “I see,” she said cryptically, and lay her head back down on Lilith’s shoulder. “In my professional circles, it is commonly considered that if someone loves someone else in one sense, yet also enjoys the pretence of being their fictional spouse, then that might be considered evidence that their feelings are more romantic than they perhaps realise.” “They’re not,” Lilith huffed. “I’m not in love with Marcus.” “’Twould be no shame upon you if you were,” Liera said. “I can attest that Captain Marcus is a man who is surpassingly easy to fall for.” Lilith blinked. She turned her head towards her partner and narrowed her eyes. “Liera,” she said. “Are you in love with Marcus?” The slime giggled suspiciously with her eyes on Lilith. “I do not believe I said such a thing,” she replied, and then winked.
November 11, 2025 at 8:09 AM
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'local', from Black Husk. Rune witnesses the grandiose richness of the Prism's Top Tier.

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As they strolled down the road and off towards the Nassar Estate with its wide, blue banner, people from the villas began to emerge from their homes and stare at the procession. It wasn’t the soldiers that caught their eye, apparently those were commonplace. It was Rune, Marcus and Avalynne. Rune herself received many a number of wide eyes and fascinated points. Lots of smiling, fortunately. The people of the Prism wore loose robes in pale colours to protect them from the heat of the day. The style of this local district was to wear hair up atop the head and to hold it in place with a metal band. And they were all very chaste. The flowing clothing concealed the body on everyone who wore it. Rune noticed many of the onlookers ogling the Black Husk crew’s relative undress with scandalised joy and fascination. Rune saw the horns of dragons, the tentacles of aquans and, harder to spot, the pointed ears of elves. But there were humans too. More than Rune had ever seen before in her life. An equal number to any of the other species represented in this stellar terrarium. That was very interesting. Marcus would be pleased.
November 10, 2025 at 11:32 AM
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Black Husk (Lonely Ship 4)

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“I adore the sensation of physical contact with another, you know,” Liera remarked with a deep sigh. “A slaveem body is a collection of microorganisms that are all pressed up against one another. Touch is therefore the natural language by which we express our affection. But you may be surprised to hear that many of my clients in the Golden Halls preferred to be away as soon as they were concluded with their deed. A shame, I always considered. True physical closeness creates true intimacy, and with it, deeper understanding. I can perform my job to a greater degree once that understanding is shared.” Lilith held her about her shoulders and breathed in the scent of her spongy, false hair. “You’ll get no argument out of me,” she said.
November 10, 2025 at 8:30 AM
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'picture', from Black Husk. Three juvenile sentient intelligences try to explain what sex is.

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“Dawn, sex is a thing organics do when they want to make babies,” she said quickly. She could feel her cheeks colouring, and wondered if Dawn could tell that meant she was embarrassed. “I-I heard from Miss Avalynne that it’s noisy and messy and we shouldn’t worry about it just yet.”“And it makes anima!” Altair spoke up, hand raised politely as he did. “Let’s not forget that. Anima is very important for our ship!”“I saw this picture of sex on the Core Worlds network once,” Griffon added with his thick arms folded. “The organics sort of intersect with each other and move around a bunch, and some fluid comes out.”“I already said it was messy,” Robin protested quietly. In truth, Miss Avalynne had been very coy about telling Robin what sex was. As if it was some sort of secret only for organic life. After all, they always did it behind closed doors where the Runechildren couldn’t see. But Mum told her she would have that conversation with them in time. After all, Mum was the same as them. And she and Dad had sex all the time, if the anima levels in the ship were any judge. That meant that Robin, and Griffon and Altair, would some day have the chance to try it for themselves.
November 9, 2025 at 1:08 PM
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Black Husk (Lonely Ship 4)

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Alina breathed in a deep breath behind her mask, and then let it out as a sigh. “It wouldn’t be the end of me,” she confirmed quietly. “It’s happened before, you know. Let’s see… Most recently? I was testifying in Sultanspeak about some spurious drug smuggling claims. I had a lot of friends in the Star Sultan’s court, you know, and it was important to keep those connections alive. Anyway, I said my piece in front of the judges and everything, then I went back to my hotel room to read up for the next day’s hearing. And then, bang! Some dickhead with a laser rifle blasts me through the window.” “Oof,” said Avalynne. “That’s dirty.” “Yeah, I’m not going back there any time soon,” Alina chuckled. “So, dying’s like… You ever pulled the plug on a terminal before it’s done shutting itself down before? Like, it’s still trying to do its job while the power drains out of it. You see all these odd little errors crop up while it desperately tries to make adjustments to preserve itself. And then, blip! It’s gone. Dying in the mask is like that. And I’m left standing in front of a black screen.”
November 9, 2025 at 10:50 AM
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'little', from Black Husk. Fei and Marcus examine the blueprints for their new starship, and things get heated.

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As Fei watched, Marcus used some of his magic to cut open the model of the Black Husk into three segments. It didn’t matter how much systems engineering Fei learned here in space, the way he moved computer signals around without touch was and always would be magic to her. Now, Fei could see all the little corridors and rooms on the inside. As the last of the colourful lightning faded from her vision, she smiled as she took in the interior of the mysterious ship for herself.“Small,” she said. And then, because she didn’t want Marcus to assume she thought this was a scale model, she turned to him and said, “Not like Rune at all.”“You’re right,” he said. “It would be cramped for all of us to fit.”“Cramped, yes,” she giggled. “I like. You and me don’t need extra space. Close is nice.”Marcus flushed, and she liked that too. Something in the recycled air today was making her particularly frisky. Perhaps the excited chatter of the crew of the Rune Carrier in the wake of their discoveries, or the industrious planning of her friends as they figured out their next steps. Or maybe it was that she and Marcus were the only ones here in this intimate, dark little room right now, and his proximity was setting off her libido.
November 8, 2025 at 12:48 PM
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Black Husk (Lonely Ship 4)

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“What?” Avalynne scowled at Alina. “So,” said Alina. “Say you’re trapped in a room with a Ganthamax ogre, a sticky bush made of sentient slime and a Mythmaker sophont system with a thick, phallic wire, and you had to fuck one of them to get out. Which one?” “Just when I thought you couldn’t get any more inane,” Avalynne sighed. “Is my answer really going to help you in any way whatsoever?” “I want to see how much we have in common!” Alina rolled onto her side so that she was facing her and propped up her chin on one hand. “Remember, the sooner you come to understand and empathise with me, the sooner you’ll be able to channel the Red Road! And kinks are, like, the window onto the soul. I’ve heard you have pretty eclectic tastes when it comes to partners, too. I wanted to see if that was true.” “If you’re that familiar with my tastes, then surely you should already know that I used to date a Mythmaker sophont.” “I said the sophont wasn’t in a cute body, though,” Alina chuckled.
November 8, 2025 at 11:27 AM
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'movement', from Black Husk. The crew hear from a damaged allied space station, but the connection isn't stable.

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“Sounds like us, alright.” The security chief shrugged. “Leaving any kind of message behind didn’t pass-…” The image faltered briefly, then snapped back into place. “-…all a bit hectic at the end there, so good on the boffins in the Wings proper for putting that together for you.” “R-Right.” Marcus nodded, hoping that was correct. “Is everyone okay down there? It looked like you were targeted by someone with a serious bone to pick.” “You’re exactly right, Captain Marcus, and we’re still trying to sort all that out here in our new system. But yes, everyone’s fine. Rattled, but intact. Miraculous really, considering what we went through to get here.” “I’d be interested on hearing how you managed that, Chief,” said Avalynne with a hungry grin, and Fei nodded her head in equal eagerness. Asmodene laughed, but the image froze awkwardly when she was half-way through a movement of her head, and she was caught in a funny-looking pose. When the transmission returned to stability, she was already talking. “…-any friendly faces at all,” she said, then paused for their response.
November 7, 2025 at 12:36 PM
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Black Husk (Lonely Ship 4)

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And Marcus stepped forward with a mounting joy in his stomach as the viewscreen highlighted and magnified the newcomer vessel. A long box of mercury metal with a jagged addition on its underside like the butt of a pistol, scratched and dented and without a mark of allegiance. But still, achingly beautiful. Uneven, pinkish crystal made up one side of the spacecraft’s hull, and her engines burned brightly at her back. In her wake, reality was slowly painting over its own cracks. The Rune Carrier. Marcus let out an involuntary shout of triumph, and he was joined by the others on the bridge at once. Lilith was clapping her hands in delight, and Fei was dancing with big waves of her arms at the front of the deck. When Avalynne jumped up and ran to the feline to hug her tightly, she didn’t hesitate at all in returning the embrace and rocking her friend from side to side.
November 7, 2025 at 10:20 AM
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'penultimate' (this is 'final' which is the best I've got), from Black Husk. The crew adds a new member to their roster.

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“Though unworthy,” the slime intoned, “I hereby pledge myself unto thy care, my Lord-Captain Marcus Albright of the Black Husk. Until thou wishest the end of my service-…” “Liera!” “…-or my final blood is spilled. I am thine to command. Upon my oath, now and always.” “Liera!” he tried again. “You really don’t have to do that! I don’t want you sealing yourself to me in some kind of unbreakable contract of honour!” “But I do!” Disliera smiled up at him. “I wish it, Lord. I wish to serve you, you who have shown me such kindness. I swear, I shall heal you and you crew to the very best of my abilities. I swear it!”
November 6, 2025 at 11:11 AM