A little late, here's my own contribution. Six more sentences of 'A Symposium in Space', right where I left off on Saturday, March 26th.
I didn’t think the pirate queen, Alkibiadea would blow us to bits. She wanted Sokrat alive. “Why is Alkibiadea firing upon us? I thought she loved you!”
“Obsession can be a form of madness, can’t it?” Sokrat mused, as she looked over her shoulder at one of the side screens. It displayed an image of Alkibiadea’s massive ship. The Sokratea was a red, flying fortress.