The kids tidied their Jedi costumes as Rixla smiled. “I love the convention! People talk to me and give me complements.” ...

Hadrosaurs huddled and munched below the butte. Atop it, the tweens laid under unknown constellations...

The inspector glanced at the schematics, but his eyes drifted to the floating vehicle...

We escaped easily with scratches, starship sinking into blue ocean...

I walk into a calm, quiet room of meditating monks...

The couple kneaded raw dough into a ball...

“He steals twenty-grand in jewelry, and the whole store doesn’t see it?” ...

Aira unrolls the map in lamplight. “What is this made of? Leather?” ...

“That’s what you get for séance chicanery in our town!” ...