Short Fiction
Short Fiction Algis Budrys Riya’s Foundling The loft of the feed-house, with its stacked grainsacks, was a B-72, a fort, a foxhole—any number of things, depending on Phildee’s moods. Today it was a jumping-off place. Ph…
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