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The Recruiters, Part 8: Judge George Manley

Posted on January 6, 2010 by ehurst

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

Posted on January 5, 2010 by ehurst

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

Posted on January 4, 2010 by ehurst

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

Posted on January 3, 2010 by ehurst

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 2: Floating Foundations

Posted on December 31, 2009 by ehurst

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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From Mists to Mysts, Part 16: Epilogue

Posted on December 29, 2009 by ehurst

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

Posted on December 28, 2009 by ehurst

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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From Mists to Mysts, Part 14: Night Visit

Posted on December 27, 2009 by ehurst

Darkness came more slowly in the city of tents, because it was higher ground and no trees blocked the sky. Fortis and George had slipped into the academy, one of two permanent structures in the area. The ancient stone building … Continue reading →

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From Mists to Mysts, Part 13: Honor and Secrets

Posted on December 26, 2009 by ehurst

Fortis was completely surprised by the odd mixture of formal and casual elements to their reception. Even as they began approaching the outermost cluster of tents, heavily armed men, all quite large and imposing, greeted them. Without exchanging any words, … Continue reading →

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From Mists to Mysts, Part 12: Fresh Start

Posted on December 25, 2009 by ehurst

He was surprised when George left the tent standing, but realized someone could come back for it after it had served as a decoy. They even left the packs, carrying only water and weapons. Remaining in close formation, they dodged … Continue reading →

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