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Hope’s Graveyard Rolls Back the Clock in The Extinction Odyssey
Laoshi’s first mission as a Jireni couldn’t be more daunting: infiltrate Havoc on the eve of a major offensive to destroy the mongrels’ command and control capabilities. It’s enough to give the seasoned veterans on the team pause, let alone a raw recruit fresh from passing his S.A.T.
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The earliest story I put to paper followed the adventures of the Teprac—tiny creatures that inhabited the shag carpet adorning my childhood home. (Full Disclosure: this was in the ‘70s, the halcyon heyday of all things shaggy.)
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