Prisoners of Death by Keely Caldwell (Voyages Of The Seeker #1)
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Overview: From: Jake Sarasin, recently retired Senior Correspondent for the New London Standard.
Dear Editor of the National News Service:
It is at the behest of my best mate, Dr. Page Calder, PhD, that I am contacting you at this time. He is convinced that my written accounts of our recent adventures in the wilds of outer space, titled Voyages of the Seeker, would make interesting reading for the public. I don’t tend to agree, but I did promise Page that I would contact you before trashing my notes.
To that end, please find included in this query copies of my notes on “little green men” from outer space. First and foremost, they are not “little green men”. At least one of those alien creatures that no one believes in, but always make endless movies about, is a cute little feisty brunette who pilots a hopped up spaceship cheekily christened the Lightfire Seeker, a dour blond man mountain who guards her against all comers and a tall, brooding dude with the all the charm and finesse of a crocodile with an toothache.
I am a journalist and war correspondent with a long and impressive, if I do say so myself, resume. Despite this fact, when I was picked up with the aliens as a prisoner on an alien spaceship full of giant talking slugs (I kid you not!), I never intended to chronicle my adventures with Captain Tegan Vtira, her brother Ardammt Vture and all the other characters in the Fortaran Galaxy (aka the Milky Way). Yet I find myself impressed into this service by my aforementioned best mate and find myself in possession of the completed manuscripts for four of the many outlandish, yet scrupulously accurate, tales of my, and Dr. Calder’s, recent adventures in space.
I, and Dr. Calder with me, will soon be returning to the wiles (This in not a mistake in spelling or usage. Trust me, I have met a lot of folks in outer space who are plenty wily) of outer space. Consequently, please direct all further communication to my colleague, Keely Caldwell. She doesn’t believe in “little green men”, her words, not mine – not anymore, at any rate – and is absolutely certain that I am as mad a March hare. She might not be far off the mark, at that. She’s also convinced that my lengthy “disappearances” amount to nothing more than “chasing skirt”, as she so colloquially terms my forays into the wild black yonder. Still, Keely has agreed to retrieve and collate all of my correspondence until I again make Earth fall in Tegan’s hunk of junk ship, the Lightfire Seeker. It is kind of Keely to do such for me, considering I keep insisting that my trips are to a dizzying kaleidoscope of other worlds in myriad solar systems instead of a little cottage in the country with a gorgeous brunette as she so doggedly assumes me to be doing. Ah, well. Perhaps I will gift her with a signed copy of the first book, the one where we meet Tegan and her companions and do battle with giant garden slugs, when, and if, it is published.
Thank you for you kind consideration of my humble scratchings and, as Tegan always says, may your orbit always be a true one.
Genre: Fiction > Sci-Fi/Fantasy | Science Fiction
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