"When the enemy come, they dropped rocks on our seas so the waters just howled in and drank up all the cities from the coast to the mountains.
That weren’t even the worst of it.
Old Tattershanks says that when Ayeden felt all them millions of her children get murdered, she went mad with grief. Tore herself open in her pain. He likes to wax poetical sometimes.
Now Kethie, she don’t wax poetical so much. She says that some of the rocks was big enough that they made a big old caldera bust loose with an eruption that lasted months and pushed our climate past a tippin’ point, brung us the Long Night.
And me? I don’t see why they can’t both be right." — Shaifennen Roehe, Twelvety Homestead.
Shaifennen Roehe's world's seen better days. Ayeden was once a cultural and industrial hub, a center of trade and learning. After a devastating orbital bombardment and centuries of volcanic winter, Ayeden's climate is finally beginning to normalize to the point where the descendant's of the war's survivors can begin to grow again rather than merely survive.
If I had to slap a label on it, I'd have to describe these stories as a mix of Lost Colony tale, with Post-Apocalyptic, Frontier, and in some stories, Military Sci Fi. The technology has some Space Opera elements, usually wrapped in a nice, crunchy Hard Sci-Fi shell when possible. The setting isn't Dystopian, by any stretch of the imagination. That's been done to death... sometimes magnificently, sometimes... not so much. I'm more interested in exploring what choices Ayeden's children will make, and what direction their fledgling civilization will choose.
The first novella in this world is The Terror of Twelvety Town, and it's currently available in all e-book formats.