Microfiction: Alive by Andrea Trask
The way stasis is supposed to work, as we had always been led to understand it, is that we are in something akin to sleep – suspended animation, a stillness of our bodies and probably of our minds as well, preserving us across the long maddening reaches of the dark until the ship’s nearly interminable … Continue reading Microfiction: Alive by Andrea Trask
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