Fall of Angels

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“WHAT ARE YOU going to do when you get back to Heaven? Visit your family?” asked Saryn in a low voice, barely audible above the hiss of the ventilators. As second pilot, she had control of the Winterlance while the captain dozed in the command couch. Saryn’s eyes were glazed, her mind half on the neuronet.

“I’ll probably think about that when the time comes. Might be a long time,” pointed out Nylan. “Headquarters has extended all flight officers’ tours another two years.” The engineer’s thoughts flicked across the power net, only a section of the full neuronet, as he answered.

“Why don’t they just say that we’re stuck until we drive the demons out?”

“Top angels-excuse me, Cherubim and Seraphim-express their commands more temperately.” Nylan cleared his throat. “Where are we headed?”

Saryn expressed a mental shrug through the net. “I’ve got the coordinates, but the captain didn’t say why. We’re positioning for an underspace jump, and awaiting further orders.”

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