This my first story ever published outside the Net, on honest-to-goodness actual dead trees. This is also the only story not appearing under my assumed nom-de-guerre Trent Roman, as the contest did not allow for bylines.
The tale, set early in the chronology of my "Mythology of the Future" metasetting, features the first (succesful) manned interstellar journey, from Sol to Alpha Centauri. Because of the size restrictions and the required focus on technology, it is heavy on description and dialogue and lacking in actual movement--but then, other short stories from the same contest managed to include action in their shorts, which is presumably part of the reasons why they won and I did not. |
