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Whispers of Mars [Chapter 8] Cecil Cecil Cecil The sound of the voice awoke him. The sleeping quarters were dark apart from the LEDs on the computer terminal and the emergency lights. The hum of the station and the sound of sleeping breaths caught up to him. Cecil “Who’s there?” He asked out into theContinue reading “The Call”

Whispers of Mars [Chapter 7] Data was easy to remember. Things that had structure or had patterns or that were logically simple. Cecil liked those things the best. Passwords. Schematics. Instruction banks. Force Diagrams and charts of calculations. Schedules— what time was it? One vague memory that Cecil recalled then was of the rule barelyContinue reading “News From Home”

Whispers of Mars [Chapter 6] Maria was there the next morning while Cecil was attempting to find his footing off the edge of the bed once more. The socks gripped the floor with their rubber nubs, and his hand grasped the cold railing behind him. “Easy.” “I can manage.” “Keep a hold on the wallContinue reading “The Commander”

Whispers of Mars [Chapter 5] Cecil’s body was sore when he awoke, but the only thing he remembered from that night was the distant sound of his own name being called— Cecil “Cecil. Are you awake?” He was sure he had heard the door, but that was before he had been forced awake by theContinue reading “Inside His Mind”

Whispers of Mars [Chapter 4] The next time Cecil found himself awake, a familiar voice came to visit the medbay. Agrippa was the man with the bald head and the gentle voice. “How is he?” He asked, definitely directed to Maria at the corner of the room behind the desk. “I… don’t think…” Cecil slidContinue reading “The Voice”