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    Heaven Below Us
    Heaven Below Us
    Heaven Below Us
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    Heaven Below Us

    By E. Steven Newby

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    With the fragments of their moon raining down upon them and an unstoppable "virus" devastating every living thing it encounters, the colonists make their last stand in a decrepit airport. Yet not all is lost. Hope remains for those brave enough to listen to their dreams...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherE. Steven Newby
    Release dateAug 2, 2013
    ISBN9781301217373
    Heaven Below Us
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    E. Steven Newby

    My short stories and essays have won numerous awards and have appeared in various magazines (including Story Teller Magazine and Nova Scifi), websites and newspapers. My first novel, The Rogue Navigator, is available now through Terrapin Hollow Press, in paperback, ebook and audiobook formats. I live in rural Arkansas, where I homestead on the banks of the Little Red River. I also homeschool my two children and am am passionate about environmentally friendly construction techniques/practices. We are currently building an Earthship.

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      Heaven Below Us - E. Steven Newby

      HEAVEN BELOW US

      E. Steven Newby

      Copyright 2013© E. Steven Newby and Terrapin Hollow Press

      This short story is being distributed free for enjoyment purposes only. It may not be modified in any way without the permission of the author. If you liked this short story, please encourage others to download it at Smashwords.com, or visit the author’s webpage, listed below. This is a work of fiction; any likeness to actual people or events is coincidental.

      All Rights Reserved.

      For more short stories, ebooks and audiobooks by E. Steven Newby, please go to

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      Two helidracs came in from the east today, landing along the tarmac not far from where we burn the bodies. Out came a few scientists, and as many soldiers. They demanded all the information we had on the village of Tamunde. Maps. Population figures. They told Chielo that there’d been another outbreak of the virus. By the time the scientists got the first satellite images, everyone’s dead. Thirty-seven skeletons lying in the fields where they’d been working, or simply sprawled in the road… Even the wood and govan structures were rotting.

      I don’t know that Chielo isn’t lying, Amina. Don’t see why she would. But then I’m not into spinning stories anymore. No point in

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