The Crider Chronicles: The Orleans Incident – Part VII

The Crider Chronicles: The Orleans Incident – Part VII

SixSeptember 2251 Tarbos – Fleet Spacedock Four ships, the last remnants of a beat-up Task Force, sat smoking and battered in the Tarbos Fleet spacedock.  The Orleans was the last to arrive, and the first man off the battered ship was Rear Admiral Isaac Gauss, on...

The Crider Chronicles: The Orleans Incident – Part VII

The Crider Chronicles: The Orleans Incident – Part VI

August 2251 The Orleans Combat Information Center “Oh, that’s very clever,” Admiral Gauss pointed at two new images that suddenly appeared in the holographic ‘tank’ displaying the exercise.  “Captain Wallace brought his task group out of subspace sixteen hundred...

The Crider Chronicles: The Orleans Incident – Part VII

The Crider Chronicles: The Orleans Incident – Part V

July 2251 Tarbos, six weeks later “Gawd almighty, would you look at that?”  Horace Hamilton gaped at the sight. The Mountain View’s Pilot Lounge offered a good view of space to the starboard side of the ship, and it was there that the newest ship in the Fleet was...

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The Crider Chronicles: Forest – Part IV

Three Two years later:  Challis. A light snow was falling as Mike guided his aged Ford into Challis, the large flakes reflecting the lights of the growing town, striking stars where skimmer headlights struck through the tiny falling crystals. Sparkles of light...

The Crider Chronicles: Forest – Part III

Two Armstrong City, Luna “Andrea, don’t just stand there. The checked bags have gone on ahead. There’s no turning back now. Jenny, have you got your stuff? Let’s go!” Paul Aggruder was more than ready to leave the Moon’s gypsum mining colony. Three years they had...