The forces of Hellspace stir, and old powers rise up alongside the new to meet them. Nomads have been disappearing from the Confederacy, and no one knows why. Everywhere, the galaxy waits with baited breath, wondering what spark will set alight the inferno of war once again.
The Black Star Navy is only one small part of the forces that are in motion. And yet, more and more eyes turn towards them, and the Admiral which leads them. After all, he is the one who has ridden each of the storms so far, and every time come out stronger on the other side, isn't he? Why wouldn't others look to follow his lead?
But the Black Star Navy was not built for prolonged war, and the battles to come may prove to be too much even for their storied ships. For, when the gates of Hellspace are thrown open, who can say what will happen?
I'm a rookie author, looking to write stories that I enjoy writing. Not gonna get awards, but honestly, I'm happy with each and every person that reads my work.
Stuart is a sci-fi and anime geek, who dabbles in tabletop and video gaming. He enjoys cosplaying and has gone to DragonCon annually since 2009. Frozen Soul is his first book.
It is a sad, sad day when you finally break down and realize that you will never have the life you wanted, never do the things you wished to do, and never see the things you wanted to see. All because of a stupid lack of lightsabers.
I was a 26 y/o college student at Armstrong Atlantic State University, as a theater major. Went to school for a while before, dropped out, tried to go back, dropped out.. Not much to say other than the fact that I'm a laid back guy, and the only drama I like is the kind that's on the stage.
If I act like an idiot, or do anything to offend you, chances are it is not intentional, and I'm being oblivious. In that case, hit me upside the head, and tell me, because I don't catch subtle hints.