
Bryce Greene-Forgue
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Teacher, Historian, Aspiring Sci Fi Author
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Clerical Choices 2
Chapter 2 The Sheriff worked quickly to round up the Grand Master and his escort, who kept their identities hidden for the time being. They used their right to remain silent in the face of the law. It was an old but well respected tradition that had lasted until the modern day. And it was the first of a few ways that Skrilxya and Ben would remain undercover even when that cover was nearly blown.
By Bryce Greene-Forgue4 years ago in Fiction
Clerical Choices
It is the year 3885, two years after the end of the fifty year war between the Mind Empire of Hame and the Alios Protectorate. Without an outside threat to focus on, the Human and Alien peoples bound only by faith and commerce in the Mind Empire are beginning to fracture and squabble for power among themselves. To stop the growing discontent, the Navy remained active in its role as space security for the Empire and commissioned new officers to replace the dead and retired of the old command. Skrilxya Yonamey and Benjamin Rikaron are two of these officers. A former combat-master Sergeant of the Malluman Auxiliaries whose kind rarely receive a position in fleet command and an witty, adaptable, bridge adjutant from the human gentry slated for promotion. Skrilxya and Ben find themselves in need of the other's perspective or else their latest escort mission will end in political disaster.
By Bryce Greene-Forgue4 years ago in Fiction
Amy's Locket
Amy was heavy with emotion, and she thought that is must be how the ship would feel if it could feel things. The last cruise ship out of Miami, Florida was the freshly renamed Harbinger of the Seas, and it was full to breaking with anxious passengers. They had crammed on board trying to leave the sweltering and sinking state, only to be crowded ten people to a four-person cabin and sharing a thin supply of food for breakfast and dinner. No lunch. And everyone on board was still waiting to hear from the captain where they would make landfall.
By Bryce Greene-Forgue5 years ago in Fiction
