A Little Blood
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We were a small research ship. We didn’t know how to fight. The humans didn’t care. They killed all the others. All but me.
Now they say they’ve seen the error of their ways. As if their apologies can make up for what they’ve done.
They want me to get up on stage and give a speech about intergalactic unity and peace. I’m playing along… for now.
I have a plan. All I need is the right moment.
But making a plan is easier than changing my heart. And all my heart has ever wanted is peace.
This short story is 5100 words long. It can also be found in Mortal Creatures, a collection of stories about grief and magic.
Par autoru
Zoe Cannon may or may not be a supervillain out to conquer the world through writing. When not writing, they can be found perfecting their schemes for world domination, plotting against their archenemies, and staying up too late reading a book. Their secret lair is rumored to be located somewhere in southern New Hampshire. They also write as their mild-mannered alter ego, Z.J. Cannon.
