Nicole Weber

Leviathan Wakes

by James S. A. Corey

There would be time for rigor, and a first impression was usually more useful than an encyclopedia.

If Miller squinted, he could see the seventeen-year-old boy he had been under the layers of time and disappointment.

It’s all fun and games till someone shoots back, Holden thought.

he’d added it to his list of facts, along with space is cold and the direction of gravity is down

Fish and company start to smell after three days.

Liquid courage, they called it, and it seemed to do the trick

What it must be like, Miller thought, to be young and soulless.

And finally, a special thanks to the Futurama writers and Bender Bending Rodriguez for babysitting the kid while I wrote.