The Courtship of Battlecruiser Dancing Light
We had recalled our ambassador. Dunno why. They don’t tell the grunts that kind of thing. We’re mushrooms: keep us in the dark and feed us shit. I know our countries hadn’t been getting along for years. They said there was no war being planned, but we had guns that could tear apart stars pointed at each other. It was insane, if you ask me. I don’t know how the war started. Trade disagreements. Economics. Jealousy. Who knows? Remember, we’re mushrooms. When the war started, I was a comm tech on Network Omega, the immense shell of laser cannons in orbit around our...
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