“Stop that noise, you’ll wake the dead. Get back to mixing those egg whites before I poke a hole right through you!” said Cook, before disappearing through another door. Sarah slumped to the scrubbed kitchen table. My headache must be worse than I thought; now I’m hallucinating. - Fifteen Postcards, Kirsten McKenzie” CookingEggsHallucination Author:Kirsten McKenzie
“No time? We are the Roman army, guarding the border for the Emperor. We have nothing but time until they recall us to Rome.” Military Science FictionRoman Army Book:Ithaca Lost Source: Ithaca Lost