Nomadic Fiction Bazaar 1

You can help fill the market stalls.

You stroll through the nomad bazaar, sampling the wares transported from across New Eden. A graying old Thukker wisewoman beckons you closer.  “Sssh! Ears, they be havin’ everywhere.”

She produces a small scroll from within her cloak and smiles greedily, holding it just outside your clutching grasp.

“Ahhh, stories, you wish to hear? Payment, I’ll not accept. Destiny, you must follow and chronicle.”

She opens the scroll and begins to read…

Welcome to the first edition of the EVE Nomadic Fiction Bazaar, a blog carnival showcasing the best in EVE fiction blog writing over the last week! Any EVE fiction author can submit their own entry for inclusion by emailing internetspaceships@yahoo.com. Enjoy, and be sure to leave a comment on the authors’ blogs to encourage them!


Whittenoom presents Reality:

Did this actually happen? Or is it simply a dream?

I wish I knew… No, actually, I like the story this way. Beautiful and provactive in its ambiguity.


Over on Musings,  Vieve Tisserand’s posted “En Avant“, Chapter Six of her Linear novella.

In Chapter Five, the infomorph engineer that Omerta’d assigned to work with Vieve committed suicide in Yuki Li’s office.  Yuki ordered Jonaas Harlinko, a veteran physician called out of retirement to work with Vieve, to spill his guts regarding the proto-Omerta project that contributed to the creation of Vieve’s father — and implied that Jake would never make it home for dinner again if Vieve didn’t start being more cooperative.

Why did Benn kill himself?   What did Jonaas mean by Vieve’s ‘infecting’ people?    What secret does Vieve’s mother want destroyed?   What in the hell did Vieve cook Jake for dinner?

At least three of these questions will be answered in Chapter Six.


Enjoy your weekend!

Image credit onnufry via Flickr

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