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Sender Unknown. Begin message. I really should have known better. If you were here you would say ‘I told you so’ sure as I’m standing in these government-issue boots that never seemed to fit. But unfortunately, the place I’m currently standing is not exactly a welcoming environment for humans. Remember all those times back when we were in school, gosh it feels like forever ago doesn’t it? Back to the subject at hand, do you remember all those times that I was excused from class for special training because I’m a Har’Hadon? Well it turns out that all those training sessions were leading up to this. But you still don’t…

The woman, bent and gray haired, knelt beside the upturned earth of her garden. It was spring, and she had purchased a flat of flowers at the hardware store, which she was looking forward to planting. Last Autumn she had suffered an unfortunate fall, which had kept her bottled up indoors for many long, unhappy months. But now she was out and about once again, and had returned to her garden with rapturous delight. She lifted a plastic-cased pansy and as she did so she was struck by a memory. One she had not thought of for so long it felt like finding something precious in the attic that you had…