by DC Bastien
"Much obliged."
"Well, Cap'n," Saidhe said. "Where to next?"
"You know, I think I heard there was something going on out by Antares..."
Ithon snorted. He'd heard the same thing. If it hadn't been for the Ur investigation, he was sure they'd be there already.
"I'll plot a course," Loap said.
"Good man. Let's rock and/or roll."
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[Ashroe: And... fin?]
[Sianor: Fin!]
[Ashroe: We can finish editing it later, though.]
[Sianor: Yeah, we timed it nicely. Our last night in the hotel :(]
[Ashroe: But I'll be flying back 'home' with you. And I'll be literally fifteen minutes away.]
[Sianor: It's really, really real, isn't it?]
[Ashroe: As real as you want it to be, babe.]
[Sianor: I want it to be a lot.]
[Ashroe: C'mon. I want more cuddles in this giant bed. Put your laptop down. The fangirls can wait another twenty-four hours.]
[Sianor: It's faster than waiting for a new episode, if nothing else.]
[Ashroe is offline.]
[Sianor is offline.]
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Author's Notes
First off, to anyone who got this far: congratulations. Or commiserations on dealing with several worlds of no context! I wanted the work to confuse you for itself, and I hope it has done.
There's more information on this book series (including meta information) and my future works on my website: dcbastien.com
I would like to say a huge thank you to my editor in chief: Eleanor. Without her there would be no books. At all. And if there were, somehow, books? They would have lots of double spaces between words and more commas. Needless commas.
This is also dedicated to everyone who ever improved my writing, cried with me about our shows, demanded a sequel, or told me to break the rules and do what I wanted. Thank you, all of you.