by Dragonhorse | May 3, 2026 | Content, I Am Gideon (Journal)
As it turns out, we were heading to Demeter with a back-haul of prime quality horse hay from Viridia, whatever that meant, which we’d gotten from a ship heading to Calumet to pick up Mahogany …something. At that point it meant nothing to me. I sat in the launch chair I’d been assigned, smile plastered on my face, and felt the whole ship shaking itself to pieces as it prepared to escape the atmosphere. I had time to wonder what I’d been thinking to do such a foolhardy thing – I think I may have even asked that out loud, but the roar was deafening, and I don’t think anybody heard me.
by Gideon Morning Star | Apr 26, 2026 | Content, I Am Gideon (Journal)
She was ensconced in a tiny dark room not much bigger than she was, and when she turned her chair around to peer up at us from under a green visor, she was enormous. Her eyes were huge in a green face — and in that moment I loved her. She exuded mystery and adventure of the sort I’d longed for but never had.
by Gideon Morning Star | Apr 19, 2026 | Content, I Am Gideon (Journal)
I was with Azar for most of a year, I think. Through sizzling hot sidewalks and icy wind blowing trash down the street. We became friends, in a way. I sat with him and we would talk, and I learned more from him than I realized. I could understand that the letters on the menu meant phaselus soup, stew, soaked bread, fried eggs with biscuits. I knew that those symbols on signs in the window meant “Help Wanted” or “Contaminated, Enter at Your Own Risk.”
by Gideon Morning Star | Apr 12, 2026 | Content, I Am Gideon (Journal)
She was ensconced in a tiny dark room not much bigger than she was, and when she turned her chair around to peer up at us from under a green visor, she was enormous. Her eyes were huge in a green face — and in that moment I loved her. She exuded mystery and adventure of the sort I’d longed for but never had.
by Gideon Morning Star | Apr 5, 2026 | Content, I Am Gideon (Journal)
I stood, up to my elbows in hot water and mused. If I had a birth certificate and flying papers, I could…go. I wasn’t sure what that meant, but it certainly had allure.
by Gideon Morning Star | Mar 29, 2026 | Content, I Am Gideon (Journal)
Walking out into that room was like swimming into the sea of no return. I stopped at the first table I came to and smiled as best I could through my chattering teeth. “What would you like to eat?” I asked.
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