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The 12 loops of Goodbye

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  The Twelve Loops of Goodbye The fluid rises. The cryo-hiss is deafening. And then... the program starts. Twelve times. The system cycles, and twelve times I see you. It starts the same. The image freezes in the dark. It’s you, BK. Or... It’s your idea. You’re wearing the rig. The goggles are locked on me. I try to say your name, but my mouth is filled with ice. I love you. God, I love you. But you don’t blink. The Neural Glitch. Something is wrong. The memory corrupts. I see "corrupted code" trying to stabilise across your face. Your eyes... behind the lenses... they twitch. Microscopically. Are you hurting? Or is that my pain rippling through the connection? A low-frequency pulse warps your skin. You look like a stranger. You look like the machine. The Shuddering Breath. This is the one that breaks me. Total stillness. Then... a faint mist forms at your mouth. Condensation beads on the goggles. I scream at you to breathe! Just breathe! But it’s slow. Irregular. It’s a ...

Necropolis Gully

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  Necropolis Gully Ancient Fertility  The only sound in the deep quiet of the crevice was the crunch of my boots on the debris-strewn ground. Towering stone walls, draped in vibrant green moss , rose on either side, making me feel like an intruder in a forgotten tomb . My matte-black suit , a product of a future this place could never have imagined, felt profane against the ancient rock . Then I saw it: a weathered, silent figure standing in the path. It was a statue of a woman , carved from the same stone as the gully but shaped with clear intent. Moss crept up its base and clung to its form like a second skin. This impossible artifact, an architectural anomaly in this raw, natural fissure , stopped me. My steady, determined posture belied the storm of questions raging in my mind. The statue stared forward with blank, unseeing eyes, a silent witness to a history I had just stumbled into. My mission was to find my crew, but this place, this silent, stone woman , was a new, un...

The Sanctuary of Shifting Mirrors book two STC

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 The Sanctuary of Shifting Mirrors The Space Tourist Chronicles (book two) Author:  John Bennett AKA JJFBbennett   Kindle edition out soon After the profound discovery of the Sunrise Tree , the crew of the Subi seeks a simple respite at the legendary Rumour Mill . But this 'stop and revive' station is no mere diner. It's a sanctuary of shifting mirrors and liquid reality , where the greatest temptation isn't on the menu. When a simple reflection offers a glimpse into a life of forgotten comforts, the crew must learn that in a place that trades in dreams, the price of indulgence is memory itself. Podcast:  https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLXaHuXMcUMrhIzfjKlj9clJCOfOlb5B5B  Meta TV: https://www.facebook.com/watch/100063480315046/1020837046583872/ Blogger: https://www.jjfbbennett.com/2025/09/the-space-tourist-chronicles-book-one.html FB Subscriber Hub https://www.facebook.com/share/g/1AycZvNRzH/ Tags #art # Spacestation # scifi #fictionalworld #story # ar...