racoonjones

        A swirling hell of sanguine light consumed CS-336's cockpit. The single seat cargo skimmer convulsed on its predesignated course, slumping out of the high altitude shipping lanes and dropping towards the snow stained Earth. A blast rocked the ship, the shock of his head striking the instrument board pounded Jayne from his drug induced trance. He struggled to gain dominion of his hands between the ship's violent lurches. Every sound clawed at the edges of his mind, scraping inside his skull. Time slowed to a crawl as the ground reached up towards him, threatening to crush his ship in its grasp. Jayne shouted in a roiling storm of fear

Sons of Earth 'Brother' A young man hoisted himself over the large snowy ridge before him. He turned and reached down over the ledge, pulling his younger brother up over the frozen stone. The ridge overlooked a deserted city, a landmark of the long forgotten past. The boy looked up to his brother, both of their faces obscured by heavy hoods, goggles and cloth face masks. “Is that where we're going?” The elder stared out at the frozen wasteland that stretched out in all directions, engulfing the city in a frosted embrace. “Yes it is.” “What is it?” “It used to be a great city. The capital of the co