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Ainadamar: Chapter Ten

In Ainadamar on July 27, 2016 at 11:50 pm

bullfight

This is the tenth chapter of my novel, “Ainadamar, or The Fountain of Tears: The First Flight of the Madrugada.” It details the adventures of a spaceship called the Madrugada, crewed by a Bulgarian space vampire, a lady barbarian, a 17th century French mountebank, a shape-shifting chef, a giant kitty, an empath, Morgan La Fey, an octopus surgeon, a cowboy, and the early 20th century Spanish Republican poet and martyr, Federico Garcia Lorca. I publish a new chapter each week. To read other chapters, click on the category Ainadamar.

Chapter Ten

Ainadamar

José Maria Ormaetxea-Ametxazurra, erstwhile captain of the GDI ship Tu Madre, the most feared space bandito in eight superclusters, paced his makeshift prison like a lion in a cage. His crewmates had huddled up in one corner to allow the great man room. They were used to his musk, so none of them evinced any nausea, but an occasional retching sound came from the alcove that contained the Crown Prince.

Ainadamar: Chapter Nine

In Ainadamar on July 21, 2016 at 3:29 pm

lorca's-house

This is the ninth chapter of my novel, “Ainadamar, or The Fountain of Tears: The First Flight of the Madrugada.” It details the adventures of a spaceship called the Madrugada, crewed by a Bulgarian space vampire, a lady barbarian, a 17th century French mountebank, a shape-shifting chef, a giant kitty, an empath, Morgan La Fey, an octopus surgeon, a cowboy, and the early 20th century Spanish Republican poet and martyr, Federico Garcia Lorca. I publish a new chapter each week. To read other chapters, click on the category Ainadamar.

Chapter Nine

From the Sacromonte to Víznar

 “Are you sure you are sufficiently recovered?” Weekiebye asked, back on the bridge.

“I’m fine, Mr. Weekiebye.”

“Because, you know, we can easily delay one day.”

“We cannot,” he disagreed. “The Order has found us even here.”

Ainadamar: Chapter Eight

In Ainadamar on July 15, 2016 at 2:52 am

earth

This is the eighth chapter of my novel, “Ainadamar, or The Fountain of Tears: The First Flight of the Madrugada.” It details the adventures of a spaceship called the Madrugada, crewed by a Bulgarian space vampire, a lady barbarian, a 17th century French mountebank, a shape-shifting chef, a giant kitty, an empath, Morgan La Fey, an octopus surgeon, a cowboy, and the early 20th century Spanish Republican poet and martyr, Federico Garcia Lorca. I publish a new chapter each week. To read other chapters, click on the category Ainadamar.

Chapter Eight

To Earth

“That priestess on Pandema said the book’s other volume was destroyed hundreds of years ago,” said the doctor, clinging to the railing by Mona’s station. “If that is so, why travel to Earth at all?”

“Time,” said the captain. He laughed. “We, of all people in the universe, know time as others only dream of it.”

“True,” said Slim. “But whatever happened to us, however it happened, the thing that brought us together, I didn’t control it. Did you?”

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