Temn’s airship was piloted by AIs keyed to his nervous system; should anyone assassinate him, the ship would self-destruct. The food was delicious, and the fittings gorgeous.
I didn’t want to live like a grubber.
So Ship’s fare does not excite nostalgia, only a remembrance of that earnest dread of failure that I felt through all seven years of the Academy. Temn was still stinging from the refusal of Martisset the Elder. Not that multiple approaches weren’t made, from the time that Martisset returned from his tour of duty (that one being made by Temn’s parents) up until the very last, just before Martisset the Younger turned archaeologist.
Temn plays a long game, shall we say. I have been entertained by it, these fifty years.
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Character interview with the interstellar diplomat Iric Desnaray yr Astok, from NaNo 2013, Inside the Jump. Weekend Writing Warriors offers eight-sentence excerpts from a variety of writers; see the other excerpts here.
E. P. Beaumont 
I’m loving the details of this setting — keep ’em coming! =D
Another terrific excerpt this week – thanks for sharing! One teensy little thing: the backlink to the wewriwa list doesn’t seem to work. Could you fix it? 🙂
Thanks for the heads-up! I’ve fixed the link.
Thank you so much 🙂
Always interesting to read the glimpses you’re giving us! Another beautifully flowing excerpt today.
Yeah, who wants to live like a grubber anyhow?