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@cvarras.bsky.social

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Adult writer; fantasy, romantic fantasy, space fantasy, and all the queers. 🏳️‍⚧️🇨🇺 🇮🇪

A card with a starry background with the title Pirates and Planets. The subtitle says Opening Lines. Below is a paragraph. It says: “You fuckin’ snake—” were the last words out of the target’s mouth before Barbie relieved him of his windpipe. She had gone through many names, all of which meant something like “evil.” Snake was a new one. Viper sounded better. There’d been one target who laughed at her name. Something about it meaning “pretty” or “sweet.” Barbie wasn’t pretty or sweet: she was barbed wire.
A card with a starry background with the title Pirates and Planets. The subtitle says Opening Lines. Below is a paragraph. It says: The floating flotilla was a fortress of magic and science. Thousands of bubbles illuminated the marine night with buttery soft magic. Windows in cathedrals of crystal and glass glowed warm with the individual lights of lives. The whipping wind was petrichor rich and ozone bright, singing dreams from the city to the sea. The astral sea along the horizon glowed faint yellow with a new star’s dawn. A pirate leaping through the light speckled night was nothing new. But the wailing of Specs and Space Marines were an unwelcome annoyance for the late crowd.
A card with a starry background with the title Pirates and Planets. The subtitle says Opening Lines. Below is a paragraph. It says: The hatch was open. In trembling hands, magic split the first delicate crack in Arnawan’s centuries-long isolation. The first true wormhole bloomed into existence. Tuvat had dreamed of this beautiful rainbow bridge all their life. Now, staring down the barrel of change, it looked like the open jaws of a half-finished hope.
A card with a starry background with the title Pirates and Planets. The subtitle says Opening Lines. Below is a paragraph. It says: Romanza Glass. It’s a name many forgot and select few know. If someone were not already familiar with the stinking back-alleys and smoggiest corners of Cytherean under-cities, they’d probably never heard of a little dive bar called “The Growler.” But if they had, they’d know the sweet, sticky smell of conditioning oil and spilled liquor, the lamps’ eerie green glow dripping over tabletops, and the intoxicating delight of their crown jewel: the illustrious performer known only as “Looking Glass.”
A title card with a starry photo by Nasa of the Near-Infrared View of the Pillars of Creation as the background. It says Pirates and Planets in white text, in all caps.