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The decks below were no less chaotic than above. Osterley helped Silvertown get the stretcher down a…

There was dead silence in the cockpit except for the click of controls and my own laboured breathing…

He came in without any idea of what he wanted. The light of a dead afternoon slunk in behind him, la…

The medic blinked upon re-entry into normality and had to repeat himself, louder, in order to be hea…

Mornington did not need to close his eyes. Rather, there was a superposition of that which would be …

The rippling shockwaves and blinding detonations battering at their senses were in turn briefly over…

The fading splash cleared, revealing forces locked in combat across land and sea. Mornington saw two…

In complete silence they walked ahead to a watertight door a short distance ahead, of the type commo…

Silvertown, keeping a firm grip on her medallion, stepped up to the door and pulled on a handle that…

It was enough. Beckton knew what to do and how to get there - or rather, he had a feeling that he wo…

Beckton thought about it for a moment, but the Commandant had been very clear about the importance o…

As was his custom, Orthael watched the life of Trien go about before him while he thought about Mali…

Orthael breathed out evenly, nodding. He had known, rationally, the moment that Varreniel's Candle h…

After the service was over, Orthael sat next to the swordmaiden on the grass and looked out into an …

Orthael was pleased by the turnout. A few parishioners had come to introduce themselves and give the…