Prose

A short story about hardware in space

Suicide trigger warning

Still raining, though I should probably be informing you whenever that isn't the case. This planet has quite a harsh climate, and you can say that again about its residents. They tell me that this chocolate will kill me, I'd say I should try chewing on lead bullets before if I have any chance of affecting my life expectance.

This is going to be a few notes on a bio-horror setting.

I have a few story ideas that have seemingly sort-of died, so Imma at least document them so they’re not completely lost, and somebody else might use them if they want.

Quite some time ago, we got an assignment at School to gather some true stories, and weave them anew, so this is it. A few people told me their “war stories” and I put them into this here little ballad.