Kenneth M. Wolfgang

Uncanny Resemblance A gentle string of melodic chimes sounded in the cockpit, signaling that the computer had finished its analysis. The man with the jet black hair and the intense purple eyes leaned back in his chair and summoned the results with a thought. In the same heartbeat, the computer

1. Ascent A cool breeze wafted down the foothills from the greater peaks of the Uxain Mountains. Joivar paused a moment, savoring the soothing movement of the air over him as it wicked away some of the sweat that saturated his tunic. Once his front felt sufficient relief he turned