If you can’t be with the side you want, work to fix the side you’re with.

There is man named Giri who is waiting for me in Sotari. He is my…” She paused, searching for words to describe a concept that she had no words for. “The closest words that describe it that I can think of is Soul’s Blood. He is my partner, my mate, the nourishment that gives me life. The person who fills the emptiness that hadn’t existed until it was filled.

Nightside, cities glistened in chains, and a spray of tinkertoy habitats girdled the planet. Gossamer starbridges reached from the equator towards orbit.

Meanwhile here I am- Earthborn woman, a mere barbaric maula, geting deeper into Imperial Space with each passing light second. I should be trembling with fear, I suppouse.
No. Let the Emperor tremble. Laylah is here!

Science fiction is for real, space opera is for fun.

From the chapter titled "R3curs1on" (Typographical irregularities are for effect and require context.)

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