Tak! a cité Space Dragons: Luxorian's Crew par Veo Corva
‘Humans are a necessary annoyance,’ my mother had said to me.
Voir les statuts avec étiquette dans la communauté lire.boitam.eu locale
‘Humans are a necessary annoyance,’ my mother had said to me.
We were waiting for things to converge.
"The king wishes to be cooked alive," the royal secretary said, accepting the proffered saucer and cup and immediately setting both aside.
“Your mother is going to be a star,” said the man in the gray uniform.
— Counterweight de Djuna, Anton Hur
Captain Darian Frey was accustomed to long odds; his whole life, he’d been an outside chance. Lacking the ability to win in a fair fight, he survived instead by guile and the illogical optimism favoured by gamblers and drunks, which made the riskiest of plans seem like a good idea at the time.
— The Ace of Skulls (Tales of the Ketty Jay, #4)
‘On reflection,’ Crake said to Frey, as they huddled behind an upturned table, ‘this wasn’t one of your better plans.’
— The Iron Jackal de Chris Wooding (Tales of the Ketty Jay, #3)
Darian Frey was a man who understood the value of a tactical retreat.
— The Black Lung Captain de Chris Wooding (Tales of the Ketty Jay, #2)
The smuggler held the bullet between thumb and forefinger, studying it in the weak light of the store room.
— Retribution Falls de Chris Wooding (Tales of the Ketty Jay, #1)
Somewhere in Jal’s file was a note from an old crewmate that read, Jalsen Red will either be the reason you die, or the reason you live. Good fucking luck.
Standing next to his step box, Baxter hovers: immobile and elastic, ready to spring forward to lift a suitcase, dissect a timetable, point to the conductor, nod, lift more suitcases, now hat boxes, answer more questions, and nod, nod, nod.
On activation each morning Charles’ first duty was to check his master’s travel arrangements for the day.
What do you do when you meet an alien in Central Park?
— Exordia de Seth Dickinson
The moment Fetter is born, Mother-of-Glory pins his shadow to the earth with a large brass nail and tears it from him.
A man was loitering outside the bookshop.
— Welcome to the Hyunam-Dong Bookshop de Hwang Bo-reum, Shanna Tan
Anything at the mercy of such a divine female must, to them, necessarily be a man.
— Steelflower at Sea (The Steelflower Chronicles) de Lilith Saintcrow