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    Aziraphale doesn't want to think about home. So he pictures the crystal clear turquoise water surrounding him. The islands in the distance that he hopes to see up close soon. He thinks about the fish he watched dart along the length of the hull and the candy floss pink clouds framing the setting sun. He tries to remember what it was like to see the world as a wonderful thing to explore instead of a gray box he lives in.

    What better way to run from your problems than straight to the Caribbean?

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    14 May 2026

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    First time he sees him he’s barreling down 40 like a bat out of hell. Thirty miles outside of Flagstaff and six hours behind schedule. The desert looming large on all sides. Red sand and sage stretching out for miles and miles in front of him. Juniper and pine and gray crag behind him. The flora might be changing but that's about it. Same bone-dry air that gives him nosebleeds. Same cute little cottontails and scrawny jackrabbits darting under his tires. Same two lanes separated by white lines...
    He checks his speedometer. He hasn't downshifted since the city limits. Sheer luck, that. He's coming up fast on another rig. Flatbed with Vermont plates. Bright white cab with gold wings painted on the side.
     

    Anthony Crowley might have gotten out of Missouri, but he hasn't escaped his past. He wears it like a cloak. When he crosses paths with a guardian angel, he starts to learn how to shed it.

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    12 May 2026

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    Gone are the glory days when space exploration was novel and exciting and respectable. When astronauts were revered as heroes. No more Yuri Gagarins or Buzz Aldrins or Neil Armstrongs. Two centuries after Sally Ride and Chris Hadfield were celebrated for their achievements, space had become the frontier of the working class.

     

     

    As opportunities went down and inequalities went up on Earth, droves of blue-collar workers flocked to the skies to make a living. They put their lives in the hands of money-grubbing CEOs so their families could eat and they could afford to live on the levels higher than the smog line. By 2210 there were operations on every planet and nearly half the two hundred moons in the solar system. In 2233 Dominion Mining had built Ambition on Styx.

     

     

    A mining crew and a geologist and a moon on the edge of collapse. What could possibly go wrong? Turns out, pretty much everything.

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    11 May 2026

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    The media had penned him a modern day Robin Hood. Aziraphale thought it was a rather fitting moniker, if not a little obvious. They named him so because for the last six months the wealthiest residents of Chicago had fallen victim to a touch of wealth redistribution, so to speak.
    As the long arm of the barricade springs to life and lifts into the air the redhead behind the wheel turns to where Aziraphale is standing, tilts his sunglasses down and looks Aziraphale up and down with a smirk. He winks before peeling out and disappearing around the corner into traffic.
    Aziraphale stares, mouth open, as the barricade slowly sinks back down at the exit. That smug fucking bastard. The radio crackles quietly on his belt and he cringes. His lungs are screaming at him. His heart thumping wildly in his chest. He drops his hands to his knees and tries to catch his breath. “Fuck.” He hears sirens approaching. “Fuck.”

     

     

     

    Officer Fell is on the case of a criminal known as the Snake who seems to be implementing vigilante justice all around the city. But the bad guys aren't always what they seem. Turns out, neither are the good guys.

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    05 May 2026

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    [Aziraphale] had just turned the page when he heard it. A soft but distinct thud-thump. Thud-thump. Thud-thump. Clearly coming from the machine Crowley had used.

    At first he tried to ignore it. It was probably just the machine making machine-sounds. Nothing to be alarmed about. Right? But what if it wasn’t? What if Crowley had dropped something in there along with his laundry? A wallet perhaps? Or a mobile phone?

    When Crowley saunters into a flat in Aziraphale's building, Aziraphale tells himself he's keeping an eye out for the man out of friendly neighbourliness, and not because he wants to ogle a cute arse in tight clothes. But when something goes awry with Crowley's laundry, Aziraphale is the only one around to save the day (or at least, Crowley's clothes). What he finds shocks him, but maybe it's just the invitation he needs to begin something new.

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    08 Apr 2026