A word from our authors… “Aliens!” The Dread Pirate Jack Spartan spit the word carelessly across the beach. He sat just shy of the water’s edge and watched the ship—his ship!—soar ever smaller to the lee of the sun, where a shadowy hulk menaced the otherwise blue sky. There would be no third hijacking, he resolved. The tropical sun bore down. Jack found shade under a palm tree and resumed his reading. He’d risked his skin to save a small satchel of books. “Aliens,” he grumbled again. They’d pay… and the words under his fingers began to tickle an idea in his head. –S. Christopher
A word from our authors… “Aliens!” The Dread Pirate Jack Spartan spit the word carelessly across the beach. He sat just shy of the water’s edge and watched the ship—his ship!—soar ever smaller to the lee of the sun, where a shadowy hulk menaced the otherwise blue sky. There would be no third hijacking, he resolved. The tropical sun bore down. Jack found shade under a palm tree and resumed his reading. He’d risked his skin to save a small satchel of books. “Aliens,” he grumbled again. They’d pay… and the words under his fingers began to tickle an idea in his head. –S. Christopher
