a short story At first there was a smell, a sickly-sweet odor in an aromatic fog, filling Weylah with unease bordering on alarm. It was
Tag: sci-fi
“Cascade”
The hollow pounding resonated from the Sentinel’s chest up into his head. For just a moment, everything around him was alien and alarming. The colors and smells, the moving figures and sounds…
Heliocentric 