by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Paw Prints Beyond the Moon, July 2024
Warm air, sun-dappled pink tea roses, and the drowsy hum of bees melted away the cold from outer space that chilled the Time Tortoise. He had hidden inside his shell, wrapped in his silken robe, and watched the spiral galaxy, Galapagofrey, twist and crush down into a pinpoint black hole. Supermassive. His home galaxy was gone.
He needed something new. Continue reading “Chrysalis Can Wait”