Books outside of everything else.
When Leah left the worldships into self-imposed exile she expected a quiet life working a dead-end job. Instead as every fibre of her being was screaming at her to run, she was picking up the rifle. But even as the mechanical being turned, green eyes boring into her, She stood her ground. Until she found the weapon being torn from her grasp. But as she fled her fingerprints remained on the weapon beginning a cascade of events that will unravel what she thought she knew about her world, her people, and her father.
The Traverse is a site with a collection of short stories in the future of a universe not that unlike our own.
