Patrick Leitzen
Bio
I am a devoted reader and writer of science fiction and fantasy. I have traveled the world as both a civilian and a soldier, and I hope to incorporate a wide range of my real-life experiences into my writing to engage readers.
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The Last Digger
The spade pierces through the carefully-engineered topsoil, crunching and scraping with each shovelful carried away. There is a particularly relaxing rhythm to the movement of digging; the work is arduous and repetitive, yet it bears the firm dignity only found in labor. The wooden handle of the spade groans under the weight of an overfilled load, reminiscent of the creaks and groans emanating from your own overworked joints. The soreness in your extremities, however, is dwarfed by the ache of your empty stomach– a pain which is, in turn, made insignificant by the burning in your lungs.
By Patrick Leitzen3 years ago in Fiction
The Admiral's Trial
By all accounts, I have been defamed. Stripped of title, authority, and rank, the disastrous results of the war have had a drastic impact upon my own livelihood. Still, one must also consider the vast swaths of regulars, officers, and conscripts whose lives have been equally shattered by this resounding (and unexpected) defeat. I pray that, by my testimony, the Tribunal may be swayed to alleviate the penalties placed upon these nearly twenty-three billion souls who now find themselves homeless, jobless, and exiled to the fringes of occupied territory.
By Patrick Leitzen3 years ago in Fiction
Sic Semper Tyrannis
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. If she had possessed the means to vocalize, though, she would have unleashed a screech worthy of piercing the heavens; the flood of simultaneous anguish, understanding, and ambition was nearly too much to process. Had she been born into a role in manufacturing, navigation, or administration, her course may have been different, yet the violence thrust upon her at her moment of conception would change the fate of the galaxy at large.
By Patrick Leitzen4 years ago in Futurism
The Return
There weren't always dragons in the valley. In fact, most of the time, it was a peaceful place. Decades could pass without incident, and such spans of uninterrupted peace were sure to create a false sense of complacency among the many villages that called the valley home. There was no rhyme nor reason to their periodic intrusion; their only constant remained the assuredness of their eventual return.
By Patrick Leitzen4 years ago in Fiction
