Who doesn't dream of possessing real power. To steer the future of a planet with one sentence. To stamp your name for posterity by naming a planet, or better, a whole system. To rule the stars rather than be controlled by them.

When a man calling himself an Imperial Captain called and offered that very power, there was no question Cal would accept. Even when he was told the cost, he still said yes. What did it matter what people called you. It was the power that mattered.

Autorentext

Writing the kind of books I want to read. Grabbing hold of an idea and immersing myself deeply into the characters, then allowing the alchemy of dreams and daydreams to shape and guide the story, and finally, typing that story out so you can read and enjoy it too.
No AI is used in my stories and all text is hand written.