Antares Fiction – ‘Epilogue’ by Tim Bancroft
Soft light; gentle sounds of breakers on a nearby shore; a musty, slightly spicey smell. He opened his eyes to see a smile, dark eyes. ‘Baray.’ ‘Welcome home, sire.’ ‘Where are we?’ ‘On board the Vard of Delhren, sir, amongst the Home Fleet. We’re in a hospital recovery room. You’ve been in intensive care for…