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Johnston Lien stood at the open door of the tram, one elbow crooked around a guardrail, her blue eye...

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Keel wore a ragged shirt with the holo Veed There, Simmed That shimmering on it. She wore it in and ...

Kanseun Ong was procrastinating on her end-of-term assignment by puzzling over a letter from her old...

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Everybody else got off the train at Hell, but I figured, it’s a free country. So I commenced to make...

When the Fourth Street biolab went up, I didn't think of Casey right away. I was working in the far ...

I remember being with Maman in the cabin of her ship, anchored someplace where the wind was always h...

Niko leaned behind me in the cabin, raising his voice to be heard over the roar of engine and water,...

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She’s not what you expected, Alma May Anderson, the last survivor of the Great Sexbot Revolution. Fo...

I glance in the glass wall's reflection. It faces me twenty feet away as I walk up the stairs, marbl...

Waking up, as always, is disorienting. His mind insists that it's only been a moment since the sting...

"You're not exactly what I expected when my mother said she'd found a shadchen." Miss Berazazz could...

Constructing a believable, habitable universe is one of the first things a writer of speculative fic...

The only enjoyable part of my daily meeting with Losin was the view. One large panoramic viewport ma...

There is no book about me. Well, not yet. No matter. I shall create it myself; it's better that way....

Orange stained the entire room. Orange juice. Zest. Peels. I scratched at the moist peel over a flow...

When Norbu was a child, his mother Jamyang told him an old Tibetan story about an industrious but fo...

Death lay under the water-tower on a sagging rooftop, watching the slow condensation of water along ...

We were winding down after coming in from Aldebaran with a haul of starship wreckage. I'd sold the s...

Gorette found her second godhead buried under piles of plastic bottles, holy symbols, used toilet pa...

Smiles mean nothing here. Inside the station, everybody smiles. Optimism is the natural state of min...

After it was over, they pulled her from the sea. Even as they lifted her into the rescue boat she wa...

(In ancient times, there was no writing. When people needed to make a contract or pact, they tied a ...

1. Not one of us has ever stepped inside the Taxidermist's house. We have no need to do so. We alrea...

Even though you would've despised the weapon, Papa, you would've appreciated the beauty of its creat...

The first thing the children of the colony learned after the ship landed was how to change genders. ...