NASFA Presents ...
Con*Stellation XXVI: Ophiuchus
A Science Fiction Convention
12-14 October 2007
Huntsville Alabama

Emily Alexander back and forth between Honor and her husband, one arched. She sat in her favorite nook in the White Haven atrium Hamish had built for her years before, gazing at them across the constantly rippling surface of a crystal-clear koi pond. Honor could taste her curiosity, and with it a faint edge of amusement, and her own twitched as she realized how much she and Hamish must resemble a pair of truant schoolchildren, before their instructor with their 'cats on their shoulders to own up to their misdeeds.

But the temptation to smile disappeared as Honor reflected on what they were here to "own up to," and she deeply.

"Emily," Hamish said, "Honor and I have something we need to tell you. I hope it won't distress you, or cause you any , but it's something you have to know about."

"My, that sounds ," she said lightly, with a smile.

Emily Alexander back and forth between Honor and her husband, one arched. She sat in her favorite nook in the White Haven atrium Hamish had built for her years before, gazing at them across the constantly rippling surface of a crystal-clear koi pond. Honor could taste her curiosity, and with it a faint edge of amusement, and her own twitched as she realized how much she and Hamish must resemble a pair of truant schoolchildren, before their instructor with their 'cats on their shoulders to own up to their misdeeds.

But the temptation to smile disappeared as Honor reflected on what they were here to "own up to," and she deeply.

"Emily," Hamish said, "Honor and I have something we need to tell you. I hope it won't distress you, or cause you any , but it's something you have to know about."

"My, that sounds ," she said lightly, with a smile.

Emily Alexander back and forth between Honor and her husband, one arched. She sat in her favorite nook in the White Haven atrium Hamish had built for her years before, gazing at them across the constantly rippling surface of a crystal-clear koi pond. Honor could taste her curiosity, and with it a faint edge of amusement, and her own twitched as she realized how much she and Hamish must resemble a pair of truant schoolchildren, before their instructor with their 'cats on their shoulders to own up to their misdeeds.

But the temptation to smile disappeared as Honor reflected on what they were here to "own up to," and she deeply.

"Emily," Hamish said, "Honor and I have something we need to tell you. I hope it won't distress you, or cause you any , but it's something you have to know about."

"My, that sounds ," she said lightly, with a smile.

Farrell didn't bother to . Instead he rechecked his stinger. He wore crossed bandoliers of ammo packs and dangling blast ; a medical kit; two supplementary communication units; two -- one of them powered, the other with a shorter fixed blade that could double as a climbing spike; and a packet of emergency . The integral canteen of Farrell's back-and-breast armor held two quarts of , but he carried an additional three gallons in a backpack. The weight slowed him and made his sag brutally against his shoulders, but the cost was worth it to him.

Farrell didn't bother to . Instead he rechecked his stinger. He wore crossed bandoliers of ammo packs and dangling blast ; a medical kit; two supplementary communication units; two -- one of them powered, the other with a shorter fixed blade that could double as a climbing spike; and a packet of emergency . The integral canteen of Farrell's back-and-breast armor held two quarts of , but he carried an additional three gallons in a backpack. The weight slowed him and made his sag brutally against his shoulders, but the cost was worth it to him.

Farrell didn't bother to . Instead he rechecked his stinger. He wore crossed bandoliers of ammo packs and dangling blast ; a medical kit; two supplementary communication units; two -- one of them powered, the other with a shorter fixed blade that could double as a climbing spike; and a packet of emergency . The integral canteen of Farrell's back-and-breast armor held two quarts of , but he carried an additional three gallons in a backpack. The weight slowed him and made his sag brutally against his shoulders, but the cost was worth it to him.

Others in the Warrior's Square claimed to have seen the Great Kraken itself east toward the ocean, spewing molten across the sky. So great had been its terror! They had pointed, with quivering , to the red blotch.

Others in the Warrior's Square claimed to have seen the Great Kraken itself east toward the ocean, spewing molten across the sky. So great had been its terror! They had pointed, with quivering , to the red blotch.

Others in the Warrior's Square claimed to have seen the Great Kraken itself east toward the ocean, spewing molten across the sky. So great had been its terror! They had pointed, with quivering , to the red blotch.