Deep Deck 9 – Luna Station Quarterly
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Giant’s Island – Luna Station Quarterly
The giant offered me a choice: I’d be his dinner or I’d be his wife. His hair wasn’t so coarse as the other giants of the area, his eyes so yellow, or his skin so mottled with patchy callouses – so…
Harvesting Wishes – Luna Station Quarterly
Most genies offer three. Where do they get them? The Harvester is an old woman who wears a four-leafed clover in her locket and a garland of dandelions on her hair. The locket was a gift from a sui…
Horse – Luna Station Quarterly
Giant’s Island – Luna Station Quarterly
Gold Dust City 6. He Gives Way to the Road – Luna Station Quarterly
A coat sways, and flaps in the early morning breeze. Its bottom is muddy, and stained. If you were able to inspect the coat closely, you’d find it a deep dark shade, consisting of a sleight m…
Gold Dust City 6. He Gives Way to the Road – Luna Station Quarterly
A coat sways, and flaps in the early morning breeze. Its bottom is muddy, and stained. If you were able to inspect the coat closely, you’d find it a deep dark shade, consisting of a sleight m…
Train of Thought – Luna Station Quarterly
Myra crossed from the living room to the kitchen, and promptly forgot whatever she’d been meaning to do. In the doorway behind her, the thresholder imp chortled deep in his throat. Call-Christa, hi…
Deep Deck 9 – Luna Station Quarterly
Folk Songs – Luna Station Quarterly
The sound of their footsteps resounded off the stone walls. An invading army in hobnailed boots marching down the streets where she had once danced on soft-soled slippers. She twitched the curtains…
Field Research – Luna Station Quarterly
When Andrew Bennett had first answered his country’s call to join the fight against tyranny, defending a cold ditch in the dead of night was not quite the action he’d had in mind. And yet, for the …
Silence – Luna Station Quarterly
His heart stopped, the doctor said. Just stopped. With blockage that severe there’s almost always a bad outcome. Margaret stood in the middle of the ER, her suitcase of a handbag pressed to her fla…
Break Through – Luna Station Quarterly
Angel Street – Luna Station Quarterly
People always phone early in the morning when they want a job done in a hurry. Mrs. Ainsworth phoned me at 8am one Monday morning and she was very clear about what she wanted. “Just one room decora…
The Minotaur’s Tale – Luna Station Quarterly
The torch flickered, fitful. I was terrified it would go out and plunge me into permanent night. I wrenched the man’s arm out from under his body, and with only a short hesitation I bit into the fl…
WD40: Love Lube of the Future?
Last month I talked about The Silver Metal Lover by Tanith Lee, about a poignant romance between a human girl and an empathetic, sensitive, android bard. The month before that I mentioned Marge Pie…
Courtly Love – Luna Station Quarterly
Aielinor had been surprised when Prince Jonne asked her to craft a love charm. As the Queen’s apothecary, she was used to serving members of the royal household but she had thought Jonne was away i…
Touch – Luna Station Quarterly
“I’m alone.” The thought sears the minds of most. In the square, where many gather for news, two people think it at the same instant. Their eyes meet. She is stuck here, too. Still, her eyes hold n…
Roles – Luna Station Quarterly
“Promise you will never go away,” the image in the mirror pleaded. Combing her dark hair, Ellen sighed, wishing her double would follow her lead. “I cannot promise. There may come a time when I mus…
The Argument – Luna Station Quarterly
Run Away – Luna Station Quarterly
Was there ever a time when the sacrifices weren’t needed? Slowly, Nulaa glanced around her. People had ceased talking, ceased wondering. Eyes down, they walked towards their fate. The only sound w…
Endearments – Luna Station Quarterly
“What was it Fred used to call me?” Aunt Bernice sat down on the stairs, forehead perplexed. “What was it—you know, darling, whenever he saw me in that apricot gown, with the white gloves up to my …
The Specimen – Luna Station Quarterly
“I don’t think this is the correct specimen.” “It has four legs and short, white fur with black spots. It fits the requirements. It must be a cow.” “But, Commander, it isn’t making the correct soun…
Nonterrestrial Intelligence – Luna Station Quarterly
“Create,” signed the trainer. “Together.” The dolphins ducked underwater. “The things we do for fish,” chattered Leela. “And tongue rubs. Don’t forget the tongue rubs,” chimed Luna. “Besides, it’s …
Whether You Like It Or Not – Luna Station Quarterly
When I wake up with no oxymask, I know I’m in trouble. Lungs burning, eyes watering, I stagger toward the nearest building, a fucking KFC. “No chicken. Call the cops.” It’s peacemakers now, not cop…
Ark – Luna Station Quarterly
The xiessi pine stood in the middle of the garden. On its lower branches hung glass globes, like dew drops. Within each globe a tiny pine sapling grew. It was visual art and eco-sytem. “You see,” t…
Still Broken – Luna Station Quarterly
The Sitter – Luna Station Quarterly
When she talks to me she looks straight up, like she’s addressing someone who’s suspended from the ceiling. Her shoulders slump, painfully sun burnt. I’ve run out of questions to ask. My face flush…
Homecoming – Luna Station Quarterly
Tomás ran through the barrio, hurdling knee-deep holes, his silicone heart pushing Miracure Plazzma™ through his retooled veins. Every Miracure muscle expanded and contracted effortlessly as he ran…
Time Machine – Luna Station Quarterly
The labels were in Russian. Or was it Greek? Perhaps his story (excuse) changed. I believe he just couldn’t resist, all those levers, buttons. All that machinery. Just saw you graduate, he types fr…