My body stiffens into a stone monolith. I don't know how long we've been together on the floor, but it hurts too much to move. When I perceive the muffled footfalls of Knuckles as he softly opens the door, peers in, and closes it again, I ignore it. I pretend to sleep as I watch his departure. I pretend to sleep as I observe the steady rising and falling of Moon's chest.
He's breathing.
His pace matches my own.
I wonder if he's faking it for my sake or for his.
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HMS Valediction
Science Fiction[Book 2 of the ARC10 Trilogy] Rampant addictions, psychotic breakdowns, and threats of mutiny keep Commander Janika Lorn up all night. Transporting two-thousand souls safely from a destroyed Earth to a new habitat aboard the refugee ship ARC10 has b...
