Daily Snippit: Science Fiction

The TV had lied to her, space travel wasn’t exciting and adventurous, it was boring. Erin picked at the pattern sewn into the bedspread, trying to pull the metallic threads free of the backing. There wasn’t much else to vent her anger on, the hastily converted storeroom only contained the bed and a spare camping toilet. They’d given her an actual room at the start, but she’d been so terrified she’d torn it apart looking for a way to escape. Looking back, it had probably been worth the evection just for the look on Mwah’s face. That’d teach him to kidnap people.


“I can’t believe you thought this was a good idea.” Tvansha leaned back in the copilots chair watching Mwashnta’s face as the pilot’s latest charity case did her best to destroy the blanket. She waved her mug of tea in the direction of the computer screen, “You should have just left her there.”

“She would have died,” Mwashanta twitched an ear in a dismissive motion, his focus on the monitor. “You little–” he growled at the screen as Erin got a thread loose and started unraveling the embroidery. He jerked backwards as his copilot leaned over and turned the monitor off.

“It’s not too late to drop her off somewhere, there are plenty of ships bound back that way that could take her home.” Tvansha tapped the monitor with a sharpened hunter’s claw, “Alpha will have our ears for this.”

Martha Bechtel

My name is Martha Bechtel and I write fantasy and science fiction stories, paint small model horses silly colors, cast resin and plaster magnets, code random code (and Wordpress plugins)... Come on in and join in the fun!

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