I’m at a local Pride Festival today, hawking my books, peddling my written wares. It’ll be an all-day event, 10AM-7PM, so I see a drive-thru in our evening dining future.
*crosses fingers and prays for decent sales.*
This week’s Rainbowsnippet* comes from Surrogate: Hunted, which now sits with the publisher, awaiting its final polish.
The Setup: Etain, Brigit, Mateo, and Robert are on their way back to Takran when their trio of shuttles is attacked by an unknown entity.
“Don your breathers and secure yourselves!” called the pilot. The shuttle began to vibrate then shake as the pressure inside the cabin mashed them into their seats.
Brigit did as instructed then reached for Etain’s hand, her palm slick with sweat. “What’s happening?”
“I do not know.” Something first warped the light from the stars and Takran’s single yellow sun then blocked the light entirely. Black. Hulking. Consuming. She couldn’t see through it or around it. Dearest Mother Medi. Please. No. Etain slipped on her breather and buckled her safety straps, fighting an all-too-familiar dread as she squeezed Brigit’s fingers.
Read other RainbowSnippets from the Surrogate Series HERE.
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