This is a continuation of a story I wrote last year, Rift.

Everything had seemed so simple!  Jeg had received word from Ashna herself, queen of the godlike Atonee, that he was the key.  All he had to do was go back and mend the rift with Dalph and all would be good between their peoples.

Well, she didn’t say it quite like that.  And healing the wounds between himself and the beautiful Iniyan princess would not be easy by any stretch.  And that was the least of his worries.

Jeg’s mind clouded over.

It had been an uneasy alliance.  Many of the people of his race, the Marishny, actually sided with the Zergs.  Many others didn’t care, thinking that there would be few changes in a life under the Zergs.

Continue reading at Trent’s World