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Assorted Shorts
Di PJ Port
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- UnicornPanther Books
- Pubblicato:
- Aug 9, 2011
- ISBN:
- 9781465992970
- Formato:
- Libro
Descrizione
A booklet of Fantasy/Speculative-Fiction short stories:
"Fleesor Justice"
~ A Fleesor's Human pet attempts a Trial of Freedom.
~ futuristic fantasy on another world, 3062 words
"Tempt a Legend"
~ Ricker ignores an age-old warning.
~ legend tale, 640 words
"Rohan's Touch"
~ A fictional character breaches a writer's physical world.
~ altered reality, 856 words
"Bristle Ordeal"
~ Cantana faces surgery to prevent a deadly disease.
~ altered perspective, 931 words
"in the box"
~ Fairy and Unicorn counter-voice Slug and Toad in a lid-keeper's box.
~ whimsical fantasy about being different, 1527 words
with a sample from the Love Story novel:
"Transport Tales, Volume 1: Novan"
~ futuristic romance-fantasy Love Story in space
Informazioni sul libro
Assorted Shorts
Di PJ Port
Descrizione
A booklet of Fantasy/Speculative-Fiction short stories:
"Fleesor Justice"
~ A Fleesor's Human pet attempts a Trial of Freedom.
~ futuristic fantasy on another world, 3062 words
"Tempt a Legend"
~ Ricker ignores an age-old warning.
~ legend tale, 640 words
"Rohan's Touch"
~ A fictional character breaches a writer's physical world.
~ altered reality, 856 words
"Bristle Ordeal"
~ Cantana faces surgery to prevent a deadly disease.
~ altered perspective, 931 words
"in the box"
~ Fairy and Unicorn counter-voice Slug and Toad in a lid-keeper's box.
~ whimsical fantasy about being different, 1527 words
with a sample from the Love Story novel:
"Transport Tales, Volume 1: Novan"
~ futuristic romance-fantasy Love Story in space
- Editore:
- UnicornPanther Books
- Pubblicato:
- Aug 9, 2011
- ISBN:
- 9781465992970
- Formato:
- Libro
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Assorted Shorts - PJ Port
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Assorted Shorts
by
PJ Port
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Copyright 2011 PJ Port
United States Copyright Office
all rights reserved
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published by
UnicornPanther Books
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dedicated to:
Laurine
May we both find our bliss!
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contents
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title page
Fleesor Justice ~ a futuristic fantasy
on another world
Tempt a Legend ~ a legend tale
Rohan's Touch ~ an altered reality
Bristle Ordeal ~ an altered perception
in the box ~ a whimsical fantasy
about being different
with author's notes and
a sample of Novan
a sample of To Touch Ice
a preview of Sapphire Wolf
a preview of Krish
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Fleesor Justice
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When would the moon ever rise? Any kind of orb in the sky would be better than that blank nothingness. Or so I thought — until an hour later, when the pulsing pink disk finally hovered in full view. It even seemed to possess fangs!
I crouched closer to my boulder and prayed for courage. That's what I really needed. Just a little courage ... to put my mind in order.
Okay. So how long did she say to wait?
"One-third the rise of moon,
Brings forth Rrolayan's tune."
Two more hours. He'd be out in two hours.
Hours? Ha! So I was still thinking in terms of Earth time, was I? Maybe there was still hope, then.
A Fleesor snarl erupted in my memory. Damned goats. Or were they descended from sheep? Crossed with Wolf, in Herrra's case. —Her most frequent boast.
But the snarl was never alone, even in memory. With it came Herrra, gray-skinned and smiling. This time with her long silver-white hair draping over her shoulders about me, stubby horns set mid-skull like one of Satan's own, and even stubbier fingers prodding my chest. Crouched over me like that, she must've resembled her last ancestor to walk on four feet. Or hoofs, I should say.
Herrra always snarled a higher pitch when she found me amusing — which was often. Having bought me as contraband from an unscrupulous Trader Captain, she considered me a prized pet.
Imagine that! A Fleesor's pet, I was! How low could a self-respecting Human sink?
Well. She was erotic company. Pink eyes, like that damnable moon, though.
I'd never grown accustomed to their pink. Always hated that particular shade. It reminded me of sickness. A paleness that suggested one's blood too tired to circulate.
I'd learned of the Trial of Freedom from Herrra's brother, Frraun. He had more respect for Humans, it seemed.
Actually, according to Frraun, this was the only Fleesor province still tolerant of Human slaves. Isolated and seldom visited, Herrra's realm apparently harbored many vices illegal elsewhere.
Frraun's own holdings bordered a metropolis. Or so he said. I often wondered if there could even be such a thing on this God-forsaken planet. Rock and gravel were about all I'd seen.
He'd frowned when he first noticed me being flaunted as part of Herrra's, ah, ... 'harem.' Their exchange of snarls had echoed the place.
Earth, it seemed, was now a more respected world. One not to be shamed so. If a Human citizen of it wished to enjoy her 'hospitality,' by all means, allow it. Entice the creature to the point of extreme rudeness, even. But to hold one enslaved was tantamount to insult — to the muchly revered and respected Pure-Blood who'd acknowledged their change in status.
The sister won out that volley. He'd been visiting her territory. But she allowed him conversation with me as a gesture of good will. I reasoned he'd make a frightful enemy, if insulted.
He wasn't above making use of such an opportunity to 'entice' me himself. The sampling of a Human lover being considered a rare and tasty treat. Especially one schooled in managing Fleesor rut.
I'd obliged willingly enough, and he'd told me about the Trial of Freedom when I confessed to Service Training.
My level of Training would've prepared me adequately, he assured. And no self-respecting Fleesor, anywhere, would deny even the lowliest of creatures an 'opportunity' to earn freedom, had said creature courage enough to request the Ancient's bargain to begin with.
Out here, alone and weaponless in the path of
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