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Stellar Nursery by Frank Smith - The New Accelerator
Twelve lives would end if she kept spinning in a chaotic orbit around the Madeira instead of finishing her job. Zadie watched the cosmos blur into spinning streaks of light as she twirled away from her starship. Pulling her body into a ball, her star-belly spacesuit retracted its starfish nubbin arms and legs into its torso. Like a seed, she was soon enclosed at the center of a round, protective shell. She was breathing in quick gasps of jiangtek. No idea of her surroundings. Space just space. The voice of the Madeira’s commander boomed through the signal static: “What happened?”Read more...