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Archive for March 5th, 2013

“Light Chimes,” now available for your delectation

The March 2013 issue of Penumbra is now available, featuring “Light Chimes” by yours truly.

The theme of the issue is Space Opera.  Check out the table of contents:

Wendell, Custodian of the Galaxy by Brian Griggs
The truth is simple. In space, no one can hear you clean.

The Spaces Between the Stars by Julia Nolan
The price of freedom requires a sacrifice. But can Petra make that choice?

Homecoming by Beth Cato
Poetry for the soul. Coming home may not be the best thing for humanity.

Playing to Win by Nathaniel Lee
Kyr verses the computer. Sometimes the best way to win the game is to lose.

Light Chimes by Matthew S. Rotundo
Does Rosa have the right to take one life to save another?

Hal and Dave Revisited by Bruce Golden
Some space odysseys don’t go quite as planned.

And here’s a taste of “Light Chimes:”

It was a pretty place for him to die, Rosa supposed.

A white sun blazed in a inky black sky, casting the gray-brown walls of the canyon in sharp relief. Dotting the cliffs’ stone faces were thousands of what appeared to be crystalline mineral outcroppings. They glittered in the glare, sending prismatic coruscations—reds and oranges, yellows and greens, blues and violets—cascading down the rock walls, waterfalls of color showering upon the lander half-buried in rubble on the valley floor. The rain of multi-hued light extended the length of the canyon, transforming this airless, radiation-blasted chunk of nickel and iron into a place of enchantment, a magical land where great gems lay scattered as if spilled from a giant’s jewelry box.

Light chimes, Sam had called them.

Enjoy.

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