by Christie Meierz | Mar 15, 2013 | Uncategorized
Two-Five wriggled through his broodmale’s tunnel. His Slash First, Four-Three of Eight-One, smaller and more compact than he, scuttled along behind him, giving an occasional playful tug on his right tail, which was swelling and throbbing...
by Christie Meierz | Mar 10, 2013 | Uncategorized
“Please, venerated human male,” he said, “take from Two-Five of Four-Seven, Slash Second, this pouch and open it to view the offering I make for the gem.” The human took the pouch and narrowed his eyes....
by Christie Meierz | Mar 10, 2013 | Uncategorized
There it was, the little kiosk in which was embedded a perfect epsilon ruby. The human who attended the kiosk did not know the ruby was perfect and therefore worth far, far more than he was offering in...
by Christie Meierz | Mar 9, 2013 | Uncategorized
The ventilation shaft reminded Two-Five of a broodmale’s tunnel: a tight fit for an adult Slash Second. He was flat on his long belly, crouching on his four legs, supporting his upper body with two of his four arms and holding the pouch...
by Christie Meierz | Mar 6, 2013 | Uncategorized
Two-Five opened the pouch slung between his second pair of arms and removed a station map. The map did not mark the locations of the observation devices the humans installed at regular intervals along Tau Ceti’s outer ring, but he knew where...
