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The Recruiters, Part 8: Judge George Manley

Fortis looked at George riding on the courser beside him. “George, have you ever heard an ancient Terran phrase, ‘sneaker net’?” “No.” George was mildly interested. “Basically, computers have always been able to communicate directly via wires, then eventually with … Continue reading

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The Recruiters, Part 7: Bits and Pieces

They were on the road this time because, George said, it was the wagon route for the silica shipments. They met the wagons of their entourage at the junction where the road turned to Manley City. Everyone gathered in George’s … Continue reading

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The Recruiters, Part 6: Source of Sorrow

They stepped inside the cooler, darker opening, which turned out to be a foyer. Directly in front of them was a large wooden door almost closed, but George turned and walked down a narrow hall to another, smaller door set … Continue reading

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The Recruiters, Part 5: Work and Worry

The next clan they visited had one of two major hospitals on Misty, with the attached medical college. The one after that was a huge island almost entirely above tree level, where several species of hair and hide producing animals … Continue reading

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The Recruiters, Part 4: Canebrake

They had to dodge between two long, narrow islands to avoid an extra half-day of sailing to go around and come back to the natural harbor on southern Nadul Island. The Captain and his crew seemed to think it a … Continue reading

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The Recruiters, Part 3: No Secrets

As with all things on Misty, it amused Fortis the odd mixture of simplicity and complexity which characterized the small dining room. While the wood was always the finest quality, the design of things might be entirely rustic. Eating was … Continue reading

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The Recruiters, Part 2: Floating Foundations

They took a ferry, not unlike the ship which brought Fortis to Johnston Island, out to deeper waters. There was anchored a very substantial ship, three slender hulls closed like pontoons, but much larger. There were three decks stacked, each … Continue reading

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The Recruiters, Part 1: Support

(The tale of Dalorius Four continues.) Fortis laughed. “Since when does my readiness have anything to do with it?” George put on his comical pained look. “My dear Doctor Plimick, you are the ultimate VIP Guest on the entire planet! … Continue reading

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From Mists to Mysts, Part 16: Epilogue

The greatest struggle for Fortis was not the symbolism of Misty’s dominant religion. The spiritual logic was not out of reach. What he struggled with was the sudden slow pace of life. The sea journey was a jolting experience intellectually, … Continue reading

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From Mists to Mysts, Part 15: Prisons of the Soul

George returned shortly, and Fortis gave him a digest of the conversation. George closed his eyes, hugging himself, dropping his chin against his chest. After a few moments, he opened his eyes, moved his hands together and clasped them in … Continue reading

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