Starbeast
Benevolent Galaxy Being
The Muse left me an idea in the fridge. After she ate my meat pie.
I have one thing to say about your story, Parson...I'm in but it's a more a story I was done with than a story that I felt was done. I spent several hours trying to pound that story into shape and I still feel that I needed a hotter fire and a better blacksmith to pound that puppy into a piece of Damascus steel rather than pig iron.