Tweet Mammoth Trouble D. Robert Pease Fire roared beneath me even as the ever-thinning air grew colder. The thrusters on my boots shuddered. The thermsuit popped and rattled, and I felt sure it would disintegrate before I tore free of Earth's gravity. And if it didn't, my sister would kill me. The blue …
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Published on December 30, 2011 04:47