For We Are Many (Bobiverse, #2)

by Dennis E. Taylor

Chivvying

since the days of the passenger pigeon.

albedo.

sardonic

“Sheehy.”

I looked down at the large crater on Ragnarök which served as a permanent reminder of the iceberg that I’d missed. Yep. A lot of energy stored up in a chunk of matter coming in at orbital speeds, and being ice instead of rock hadn’t helped as much as you’d expect. A new sea was slowly forming in the crater, which I had named Bullseye.

conformation

“Damage to electronics comes not from the gamma radiation per se, but from the secondary ionization induced in the structure.

“Fortunately it won’t be necessary to bell the cat ourselves.

moue

It wouldn’t quite match the Barringer crater, but it was good enough for pest control.

beginning of a new species. Homo siderea.”

Cambrian Explosion,

commensal

hands free

codicil.

the brush of my clothing as I moved. And the disappearance of every inch of distance as I approached her. Like falling down a gravity well.

incipient

supercargo.”