Brian J Mundell
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Happy Cows
“It’s a fine farm you’ve got here, Cliff,” the man in the suit said as the two walked across the field. “You could fit two, maybe three times the cattle on these acres.” Cliff Goodall wiped the sweat from his brow. The sun beamed down on the green Kansas pastures like a relentless overseer. He
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Switching Off The Lights
Jacob Harlan wiped the condensation from the glass tub, his callused fingers leaving streaks on the surface. The brain inside floated in a viscous red fluid, its gray folds hooked up to a bundle of electrodes and the tangle of wires in the tub looked like a spider’s orb web. The stench hit him every
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Into The Light
I was born in the darkness and the only light I had ever known was the faint glow of the orb. It spoke to me in muffled voices—fragments of conversations from some far away place, a place I could only imagine. That room was the only place I had ever known. The voices were faint,
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Stranded In The Rain
When we first arrived, my wife said, “It’s so blue.” She didn’t know how right she was. Tara appreciated the little things; that’s what I loved about her. It was a wet planet. That’s why we chose it. Engineering the climate to get the air just right for humans took nearly a century, but we
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Enemy Reborn
Desmond Sodmak was dragged into the high court at the center of the alien citadel by two Vantrol sentries. One held a ray gun to his side. They were hulking creatures, the Vantrols. Sodmak had fought them in battle many times over the years—in the skies, on the ground, and in hand to hand combat.
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Suits To Fry
I went to the moon against my will. Pressured, really. If I could do it all over again, I would refuse. I’d stay home and find a wife, start a family. But it was a pivotal moment in our history. It was a great leap forward for civilization, as they called it. It was a
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