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After-Swarm
After-Swarm
After-Swarm
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After-Swarm

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They send her out young and strong; she comes back old and torn. She changes bodies and fights, again and again. But now the enemy has surrendered. There will be no further deployment. The war is over . . . but not for her.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherPrime Books
Release dateOct 2, 2017
ISBN9781607015246
After-Swarm
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Benjanun Sriduangkaew

Benjanun Sriduangkaew writes fantasy mythic and contemporary, science fiction space operatic and military, and has a strong appreciation for beautiful bugs. Her short fiction can be found in Tor.com, Clarkesworld, Beneath Ceaseless Skies, Solaris Rising 3, various Mammoth Books and best of the year collections.She is a finalist for the Campbell Award for Best New Writer.

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    After-Swarm - Benjanun Sriduangkaew

    After-Swarm

    Benjanun Sriduangkaew

    Copyright © 2017 by Benjanun Sriduangkaew.

    Cover art by breakermaximus.

    ISBN: 978-1-60701-524-6

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    For those who are lost and cannot see a way out.

    After-Swarm

    The eve of Emilia’s termination: she is heading home and she is old. In excellent health for a body that has left its sixty-seventh birthday behind, but showing wear and tear. Rheumatism, a failing liver. Little by little the grip of her mind turns slack. It drops things, as do her hands. Its grasp loosens on the locusts of the earth and the hornets of the air, those tools of main force to which she’s been joined for so long.

    When she left at eighteen it was an oxblood evening. On her return, the afternoon is of no particular color.

    This is what she sees, flying in. The high curved roof of Command, a mesh of carbyne and synaptic aegis shining like pearls in the zenith sun. The Victoria Harbor, aquamarine and pure. She pictures herself flung into the sea, though in actuality it will not be half so romantic; she will go into the mausoleum for recycling. Even bodies this aged have use as raw material, the way dead leaves and worm-eaten trunks have in a compost heap.

    On landing, she is sent for decontamination and counseling. The last step she doesn’t care for, but it is not optional. She expects her psychiatrist will be a new face. Medical personnel are interchangeable, much more so than someone like Emilia. This one is a young woman, crisply

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