Inspiration In Need: An Agents of The Emperor Science Fiction Short Story: Agents of The Emperor Science Fiction Stories, #20

By Connor Whiteley

A Doomed Battlefield. Desperate Soldiers. Inspiration Needed.

Battlefields are all over the galaxy.

Cole hates his wet muddy trench. He knows death is coming. He wants hope. He wants to win.

Can Cole find inspiration? Or will the enemy win?

If you love enthralling action packed science fiction short stories, you'll love reading this one!

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• Language: English
• Publisher: CGD Publishing
• Release date: Jan 28, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201570446

Connor Whiteley

Hello, I'm Connor Whiteley, I am an 18-year-old who loves to write creatively, and I wrote my Brownsea trilogy when I was 14 years old after I went to Brownsea Island on a scout camp. At the camp, I started to think about how all the broken tiles and pottery got there and somehow a trilogy got created.Moreover, I love writing fantasy and sci-fi novels because you’re only limited by your imagination.In addition, I'm was an Explorer Scout and I love camping, sailing and other outdoor activities as well as cooking.Furthermore, I do quite a bit of charity work as well. For example: in early 2018 I was a part of a youth panel which was involved in creating a report with research to try and get government funding for organised youth groups and through this panel. I was invited to Prince Charles’ 70th birthday party and how some of us got in the royal photograph.Finally, I am going to university and I hope to get my doctorate in clinical psychology in a few years.

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INSPIRATION IN NEED

Trust In the Emperor and He Will Trust In You,

-Warcry of Unknown Annihilated Legion

The rain lashed down on Cole as he crouched in the massive trench. His well armoured boots sank into the thick mud that chilled his feet and the rest of his armour.

He didn’t know if he was going to freeze to death or if he was going to get frostbite. He was so cold. Everyone was so cold.

Listening to the lashing rain that hammered into the trench and pounded on his green metal helmet, Cole rolled his eyes. His teeth chattered.

The massive green rifle in his hand shook constantly as his armoured hands tried to create warmth for him.