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304 pages, Hardcover
First published October 12, 2021
The metal remains of a giant transport ship stood on the hill with its reddish-brown structural beams reaching up like the bones of something long dead. Cora sat up and studied its curve and immense height, then hurried over to it. Dropping her bundle to the ground, she climbed, feeling the rough texture of the rusting metal in her palms. She liked the sensation of its harsh surface. Her imagination made it the crusty skin of an alien creature and it reminded her that she herself was an alien, at least to this world. She couldn’t recall her homeworld—not its sun, its moon, its stars, the taste of its waters, or even the scent of its trees. Cora only knew this place, only Eleusis. But she dreamed of Earth and the father she never knew. She imagined it a paradise and her father a man who longed to see her. She knew neither was true, but she imagined anyway.
The reddish-brown structural beams of a giant transport ship stood on the hill, reaching up like the bones of something long dead. Cora studied its curve and immense height before hurrying over to it and dropping her bundle to the ground. She climbed, enjoying the rough texture of the rusting metal in her palms. Her imagination made it the crusty skin of an alien creature, reminding her that she herself was an alien, at least to this world. She couldn’t recall her homeworld—not its sun, its moon, its stars. But she dreamed of Earth, a paradise, and her father, a man who longed to see her. She knew neither was true, but she dreamed anyway.
He needed several more soldiers before he could return to Okoni and receive his reward for all this hard work. And it had been hard. It was the old women that bothered him the most. Like this old one kneeling there wrapped in a purple gonar, her eyes begging him for mercy. They all looked at him like this. They reminded him of his grandmother, long dead, but still he remembered her. He didn’t need a reminder of her today. Memories like that made him weak. He could not afford to be weak. This was war. He pointed his weapon at the old woman and shot.