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“We don’t know how long those might have been here,” Abigail pointed out, picking up her helmet to examine it. “They might have landed a million years …
The explorers watched the clean edges of the tower’s outer shell, about eight inches thick, pass above the viewports. As soon as the pod had cleared th…
Arthur stroked his muttonchopped jaw grimly. “Ever since we’ve laid eyes on this thing, it’s been beckoning us closer. It could be a trap.”
“If she were hostile, surely she would have done something about us by now.” That observation came from Arthur Wellington, who had finally emerged from…
What really made Lamont’s mind reel was the length of the tower. Rising 300 miles from the misty surface of the moon below, the overall proportions of …
Something about this light possessed what felt to Lamont like a hypnotic quality, as if it teased at a warmth or depth just beyond what was visible. He…
Ed nodded, his expression inscrutable as ever behind his thick glasses. “Right the first time. Try not to touch anything. If one of the claws were to, …
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