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THE PANDORAN AGE CHRONICLES

THE MAGNIFICENT RAIDERS OF DIMENSION WAR 1

No-Deal Depaulo and the Core Pirates

I gathered with the Royal Security detectives and we took to the clouds in their aircars. The last of the moons had faded and the volcano littered Tangerine Sea glimmered beneath us.

Renegades of Ophilia's World

Silurian World

Like a radioactive tank streaming vicious toxins, and the burning corpses of its crew, as it careened over the rocks at Baal One. It was then, staring at the dark that had taken his men, that he would stare back with his memory of them. Knowing full well the dark could eat him too, he would laugh at it. In all its final monstrosity of blackness, he asked only one more screaming charge with a raised weapon, one more swipe at the dark. That was all he asked; not victory, not triumph, not even another day for his precious hide-but one more blood-soaked dance of battle-preferably, to music.

He sailed all that day, stopping only once to make a spear. Having speared a large fish he pulled the catamaran onto a small island and made camp, running the fish through a protein scanner to make sure it was edible. It was. Among the foliage on the island he saw huge sculptures dead ringers for the T-rex things he'd seen earlier. He followed them along a path and found a temple. It could have been Angkor Watt. This was unexpected. Here was a discovery that should have been trumpeted across the galaxy. Yet CC had found reason to hide it with its "research" base. What was behind their actions?

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