“Isn’t this place incredible?” Valeria said, bouncing around the halls of the station in excitement. “It’s something else,” Bradigan answered as they walked, guided by Captain Vidal. After hearing the particulars from Hoban, they had been granted A.S.R. uniforms to change into being as they were still in their evening wear. Bradigan glanced … Continue reading The Pierced Arc: Part 7
Pierced Arc
The Pierced Arc: Part 6
“Welcome back, Doctor,” Zachariah said as Bradigan and Valeria exited the Hermes chamber. “Don’t worry, it’s still 2025.” Bradigan eyed him, dread creeping onto his face. “Tell me you’re joking, right now.” “I am. It's 2019, just like you left it.” Valeria laughed as Bradigan slumped back against the wall of … Continue reading The Pierced Arc: Part 6
Creating a Literary Atlas
I've been spending the last couple hours road-mapping the serial, trying to decide where I want to take it. No, I haven't forgotten about it. Granted, I've had a lot of obligations and responsibilities to address recently but at the same time I just haven't been able to really envision where I want to take … Continue reading Creating a Literary Atlas
The Pierced Arc: Part 5
Bradigan waved his new Heliarc Labs badge before the pin pad to the Hermes test chamber; it reacted, and the doors slid open for him. He’d only gotten his badge a few days ago but was admittedly enjoying using it. As he stepped through the door, he was greeted by Dr. Zachariah. “Welcome back, Doctor,” … Continue reading The Pierced Arc: Part 5
The Pierced Arc: Part 4, Continued
“Fantastic!” Valeria exclaimed, slapping him hard on the back. “I knew you wouldn’t let us down!” Bradigan caught his balance and nursed the sore spot with one hand. “I wish you wouldn’t say things like that.” Zachariah shook his free hand with both of his own. “Welcome to the team, Doctor. I’m excited to have … Continue reading The Pierced Arc: Part 4, Continued
The Pierced Arc: Part 4
Bradigan was roused from sleep by the familiar sound of his alarm clock, the red LEDs showing 6:00am. He punched the button and sat up, rubbing his eyes. He was surrounded by all his things; his wardrobe, his dresser, his bedside table, his slippers on the floor. When he looked at the entrance to his … Continue reading The Pierced Arc: Part 4
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