A YEAR UNDERFOOT – entry #201

A Year Underfoot


May 4th, 2034

We settled into the hills above the air base as the sun peeked over the eastern horizon. I had my infra-reds on the flight line a few minutes later and I was pleasantly surprised when I spotted a shuttle with royal markings sitting off to one side. The cargo doors were open and the ship was being loaded with a sample of yesterday’s spoils.

That’s it. That’s my way up. I gestured to Bagman, and he knew just what I meant.


About paul nevins

Fiction writer, reader and baseball fan.
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