Long-term planning

I’ve been writing Kpleeb’s story for a while now – over five years – and intentionally winging it with each chapter. It’s an experiment of writing as time allows and not really knowing where the story goes. The problem is that a storyline with baggage needs to be toted. If Kpleeb is a meter tall today, he can’t plausibly show up being two meters tall in the next chapter…. Sure, it’d be cool as heck, but… Well anyway, once the past is written, it needs to be drug along behind the way a turkey buzzard drags a juicy carcass off the road. The burden is real.

I recently had time to drive for 15 hours in a day, alone. This time was useful in that I could plan ahead in a way I could never get working all day and feeling absolutely braindead at the end. There was no way I could end this story without planning, so I did. Meandering is not entertaining.

Then I had to figure out the logistics, and calculate how the slipnet works and the power draw over distances. I usually like visualizing, and I guess I’m a nerd… So I made a map that I’ll update with orb names and paths traversed as I move forward.

On my version, 0.168 pixel is a day’s travel without the Xi terminals. There are no conversions to kilometers, guinea pig feet, or lightyears. Gonna be a fun trip.

Mayberry Book Festival (1st annual)

Come meet me and the other local authors that are participating in the Mayberry Book Festival. It’ll be a grand time!

The first annual Mayberry Book Festival will be held at the Mount Airy Museum of Regional History on July 19, 2025, from 10 am until 2 pm during the Mayberry Meet Up, where fans and tribute artists come to Mount Airy each year to enjoy fellowship and their interest in The Andy Griffith Show.

This event is a fundraiser for the Perry Family Scholarship.

The book festival will be held on the third floor of the Mount Airy Museum of Regional History at 301 North Main Street in Mount Airy

Liret (Caveman Chronicles)

The Index -|-

The Hsstak quivered slightly, and as the door to her cabin slid closed, there was a faint high-pitched laugh followed by a quickly fading wail.

Zara woke abruptly and sat straight up in her sling causing it to sway gently. The room was dark, with only the glow of a slowly-pulsing icon on the side of her red-tiered device that acted as a beacon.

“Lights.”

The ambient light increased in a linear fashion until it reached a soothing luminosity. Zara reached out and tapped her device a few times causing cascading data points to slide through the air in front of her. The report was momentary and it revealed nothing unexpected.

[Bad dream… again.]

She sighed and reached out for Qon. The silky, golden thread instantly coating her fingers like an old friend. As if it read her mind, the thread slipped into the red device and activated her sensor net. An explosion of light expanded as the data cloud grew larger and encompassed more and more space in Zara’s room.

She took it all in. There were miniscule threads of Qon in every piece of aji, and her palms glowed with a sheen that would be invisible to anyone else. The colors wriggled as it curved around her palm. Zara turned her hand and directed a thread at the silvery triangle on the floor. She had found a way to activate the Xih device using only Qon. The thread wended its way forward and touched the shiny surface as it had done many times before. The silver flickered as it always did in an erratic way. It was as if it fought Qon’s caress.

The Xih silvery triangle began to glow but did not activate. The golden thread blunted and Zara responded by applying more force. The thread quivered, resisting her pressure and seemingly malforming itself to avoid penetrating the Xih triangle.

Zara growled slightly under her breath. “What is the problem here?” With an extra, momentary exertion, the silvery triangle activated and the column of shimmering light appeared. The center dot representing the Hsstak was slowly approaching a pale blue dot indicating the Xi controlled orb named Liret.

[Just another few hours until we arrive. Perhaps I should go check on the crew.]

She clambered to her feet and tousled her hair with her hands to shake it into place. In a few more moments she stepped into the Hsstak’s command center.

“How is everything going?”

Kanta’s helmet water sloshed as she answered. “The builder’s fleet is almost to Liret. Estimated time, 2 hours and thirty-five minutes until orbit. The Builder wishes to have a conference with you before arrival.” Her fins tapped the console, and a standard view of the Hsstak’s place in the void appeared. All ten of Kpleeb’s ships appeared on the view. Each was tagged with its name.

Zara nodded. “I will speak to Da. Please let me know when we approach Liret.”

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Later, Zara looked down on Liret as the Hsstak descended. The orb’s oceans carried a ruddy tinge that made the orb glow in a way she had never seen. She spoke her curiosity. “Viinox, what makes Liret so orange?”

Viinox’s response came back after a short moment. “The warm waters of Liret in combination with the natural algae make the oceans appear in shades of red and orange. The land masses on Liret consist primarily of island chains covering only 15 percent of Liret’s surface. The village we are approaching is named Cizriwn and it contains roughly one-point-seven-two million Xi.”

“Thank you, Viinox. I love learning this new information.”

Her Da’s plan was simple, and though Zara did not know exactly why, she knew that he was testing new ways of conquering. [He needs time and experience to fully become the Builder. He will make mistakes, but he is a good and noble caveman that wishes the best for everyone. I just need to protect him while he learns.]

The seven XF configuration ships in the fleet would land in the center of the largest village. It was here that Viinox and Oiitr had identified the Iteek’s office in a large Xi structure. The ships would disgorge the warriors and conquer the local authorities. Any Xi that resisted would naturally be captured or killed. Then the hubs facilitating communication between Liret and the rest of the Xi empire would be destroyed. Kpleeb’s monitoring devices would be scattered throughout the villages on the orb so as to provide a warning in the event the Xi reestablished communications or decided to rise up against his rule.

“Prepare to land,” came Kpleeb’s voice over the comms.

The Hsstak settled to the ground with a sigh and a gentle bump. The exit door ahead of Zara jolted open revealing a brightly-lit hard surface. Her eight Ganix warriors led by Tiv sprinted out and created a semi-circle around the entrance with their lightning spears at the ready. Zara activated her personal shield and stepped outside.

The area where they had landed was huge. Impossibly tall structures with a lak-like sheen struck into the sky above her, and she felt terribly small. It was dusk. The light from Liret’s star was tinged with blue and shone through the horizon at an angle. Dozens, perhaps hundreds of Xi stood in small groups all over the open area and more approached from all directions. There was a stampede of Hkkli footfall from across the open space and many of the Xi turned to stare at the many strangers.

Zara turned as a small group of figures from the nearest structure began to walk toward them. Her Da and a group of Hkkli also approached from her left. Zara stepped to her Da’s side as the group of Xi stopped a dozen paces from them.

Viinox’s voice spoke quietly from her side. “The Iteek is there, and they have not yet activated a distress signal.”

[Viinox must be nervous, but its job is to create uncertainty long enough for us to take control.]

“The Iteek is named Oliit. It asks about our purpose here.”

Her Da raised his hand and then spoke loudly. “I am Kpleeb, also known as the Builder. I wish to speak to the Iteek, I believe its name is Oliit.” He smiled fiercely. “Identify yourself.”

One Xi dressed in long, blue robes stepped out from the group. “I am Oliit,” it called.

Kpleeb and Nairo stepped forward confidently until they were face to face with Oliit.

“Oliit wishes to know why I do not respond,” said Viinox.

“Tell it that the Builder speaks for this group.” Zara smiled slightly. “I trust you, Viinox. We do not wish to kill these Xi.”

Oliit’s head tilted sideways slightly as if considering. “What does the Builder desire from our poor outpost on Liret?”

Kpleeb smiled calmly. “I wish to visit your office, high- uh, eminence. Will you invite us in and speak with me about an alliance?”

Oliit’s neck slits fluttered momentarily as it appeared to consider the request. Finally, it lifted its chin in a regal manner and turned toward the nearby structure. “Come.” Without waiting, the Iteek and its large group of consorts moved gently forward.

Zara watched the whole exchange with interest. [What must it be thinking? Doesn’t it feel suspicious? Perhaps they are confident in their power, though surely this is the first non-Xi that has approached them in this manner.]

Her Da motioned for her to follow, and within another ten minutes they had entered into a large triangle room within the large structure. There was a small dais at one end of the room and next to the dais was suspended a single, ornate sling. Oliit sat silently in the sling and then gestured to Kpleeb. “Please describe this alliance you seek.”

Kpleeb smiled grandly and raised his arms. “The Xi have harmed me and my family greatly. I am here to become the ruler of Liret.” He looked at Oliit seriously now. “If you submit to my leadership, you and your people will live and flourish.”

Zara felt Viinox tense at her side, and she grasped Qon quickly.

Two of the Xi attendants next to Oliit dropped to their knees and pulled flat, oval objects out of their pale robes. A pair of the closest Hkkli fell immediately as if struck by an invisible hand.

As Zara reacted, her Da stepped forward and back handed one of the Xi. Its head whipped back and the recoil threw its body into Oliit who was just beginning to cower away from the attacks. The other Xi began to respond but was struck in the chest with a lightning bolt. By the time the second attacker hit the floor, the first Xi began to dissolve into dust.

Zara clenched her fists and pulled the aji out of the walls with thick tendrils of Qon. In her ears there was a ripping sound as the room plunged into darkness. Pulses of lightning flashed, and then she felt her shield flex with a strong hit. Her breath was forced from her chest momentarily and she released her grip. The lights in the space flickered on and Zara saw Oliit lifting a crystal glove toward her.

Qon leapt ahead of her in anticipation. “Da!” she cried and lifted her hand toward Oliit. An invisible golden spear shot out and impaled its body. “No! I need to question it!” Zara shouted. Qon lashed out again, and Zara tightened her grip and pulled. It was too late.

With a flurry of kicks, Nairo and two other Hkkli finished off the remaining Xi. Zara’s Da knelt next to Oliit’s body as its neck slits ceased to move. He shook his head and looked up at her. “I was hoping it would help us run this orb.”

“I’m sorry, Da,” said Zara looking down at her feet. “Things got out of hand.” At that moment, she remembered the communication hub.

“Viinox, take Kanta and go disable the hub quickly.” Viinox began to move toward the door.

“Nairo, take one of your warriors and make sure Viinox is protected.” Her Da stood and looked again at Zara. “It seems like no matter how much I try, the Xi insist on testing my patience. Let’s go outside.”

Zara and her Da soon stepped out and stopped where the group of Hkkli and Ganix warriors cautiously watched the still growing number of Xi that stood outside.

Her Da touched his necklace and raised his right hand. His voice echoed with power. “People of Liret, I am your new supreme ruler. I come to rule peacefully. If you resist me, I will throw your riaat into the red ocean.”

There was a ripple in the crowd at his offensive words.

“I gave Oliit a chance, and it chose poorly. I have disabled Liret’s connection to the core. There will be no Xi vessels visiting your world for a long time. Now, I give you the same choice. Choose a new Iteek. Live in peace, flourish, and treat the other intelligent races around you with respect. If you do this, I will leave you in peace.”

Zara looked around at the crowd. There were more individual beings in the open space than she had ever seen in one spot, and she remembered that this was a small world on the outskirts of Xi space. Liret was a speck in the Predominant’s empire, easily discarded and soon forgotten.

Viinox and Kanta appeared from the doorway, and her Da’s hand rested on her shoulder. “We must leave. There other communications hubs have been destroyed.”

Zara nodded silently and took another look at the many Xi.

[There are so many- too many to count. Endless Xi. Is there any safe place?]

Dead Juma (Caveman Chronicles)

The Index -|-

Kpleeb stepped out onto the silent surface an hour after the barrage. Dust swirled viciously around his ankles, with gusts reaching his waist. A faint, chemical scent tickled his nose and he sneezed violently. As the remaining Hkkli warriors trotted out to make a wide circle, He looked around him.

The Greki had landed in a clear space that was around ten times larger than the ship. Fine dust and other, fist sized chunks of debris covered the flat ground and crunched under his feet. The debris had a metallic shine in the star’s hazy and indirect light, and the occasional spiral of white dust accented the silvery grey.

In the near distance several structures had once stood. Now, broken shards at least three times taller than Kpleeb pierced the haze like razer-tipped fingers clawing from under the dirt. Kpleeb adjusted his goggles carefully as dust sifted down onto his cheek.

“Follow me,” he said waving at the Hkkli warriors.

They approached the nearest structure. It was three-sided and silvery while being adorned with torn and charred edges. He stepped through a gap in the wall, careful to not potentially cause a collapse. Inside he looked up. The roof had been disintegrated or perhaps shredded and blown away.

[These huts aren’t very strong. Perhaps the Xi are never attacked.]

Through another gap he went. This space was smaller and the roof had caved in partially. Several outcroppings were built into the walls, their top surfaces very smooth and shiny under the settled dust. A white spot caught his eye and he bent to look under the outcropping in the corner and saw a pile of riaat.

[Silica dust, a Xi died here.]

Kpleeb poked at the pile with the butt of his lightning spear before turning to leave.

Outside, the Hkkli stood in a semi-circle around the gap that Kpleeb had entered. He looked further away from the Greki and saw much larger structure.

“We are going that way,” he said pointing with his knuckle. “Stay alert. It is possible that Xi warriors will attack us.”

His protective circle moved slowly forward passing many structures that appeared to be similar to the one he had already examined. The larger structure slowly increased in size as they got closer, and after quite a long walk it towered over the group. Kpleeb looked to the right and then to the left and marveled at the sheer bulk of this object.

[Is this a Xi hut? I’ve never seen anything so huge! It seems like the white spirals are more common here as well.]

Kpleeb stirred the grey and white swirled dust with his moccasin and then chose a direction. He turned left and looked for any gap or entrance in the hut’s wall. After another five minutes, a large gap appeared. He noticed that the prevalence of white dust increased significantly around the gap.

It was dark inside, and Kpleeb enabled the light on his spear before stepping in. A wide corridor that stretched forward, and the further inward he moved, the less dusty the air became. The walls became more colored, fading from dusty silvery to pastel hues that reminded him of the blues and greens of the river water back home. Riaat was there, dozens or hundreds of small dust piles flattened and mixed together by the stirring air.

Finally, he approached a cavernous space where his light seemed to fade into nothingness. The ceiling above was vastly distant and pocked with faint sections of open sky. Numerous piles of riaat were scattered nearby, and when the quiet tiptoeing of the Hkkli came to a stop, the silence was overwhelming.

When Kpleeb reached down and adjusted his spear’s light to the maximum setting, he gasped in shock.

Stretching as far as he could see, small humps of riaat peppered every surface. There were thousands, perhaps millions, of piles. His mind reeled with the vast number and the fact that there was no visual indication that the interior of this structure ended.

[They must have congregated here for safety. How many Xi died here?]

Kpleeb turned to address the nearest Hkkli warrior. “How many riaat piles do you think there are?”

The warrior’s ears flattened slightly and he squeaked a hasty response which was translated by Zara’s device.

“May all the Xi rot. However many dead, I care not enough to count. The builder brings vengeance.”

Kpleeb grunted vaguely and squeezed his eyes shut. [Not the answer I expected… There are so many dead! What have we done. What have I done?]

“I build,” he muttered quietly.

“You build mighty weapons,” came the reply.

He glanced at the warrior and then, with a sigh, he turned to leave the thought behind.

[This will hurt Zara if I tell her.]

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Kpleeb and his team spent the entire day surveying the damage and searching for survivors. Ultimately, he was unable to find any surviving Xi. The destruction of Juma’s city was total. In the final scan, on the shores of the large body of water he found countless remnants of Xi water craft and the carcasses of many thousands of fish and other native animals.

A layer of dust mixed with riaat covered all surfaces and dead things. Some of the technology he found was new, and he instructed the Hkkli warriors to load several interesting devices into the ship.

When the Greki lifted off from the orb’s surface to rejoin his fleet, Kpleeb silently retreated to the solitude of his room with those words echoing in his memory.

[‘The builder brings vengeance.’ Am I merely a destroyer? Yes, I build weapons, but also machines and villages. Should I just lay down as the Xi perpetrate genocide, kidnappings, and experiments on the innocent people of the universe?]

He wrestled a tumultuous burden.

[What is a just fight? Have the Xi not killed and ruined everything I knew and loved?]

He remembered Thoka and many other Ganix who had died. He remembered his Mam and the tribe in the river canyon. Then he remembered the Xi riaat. their endless dead that seemingly numbered far above his own loss.

The remote speaking device called him. “Da,” said Zara’s voice. “What did you find?”

After a long pause, Kpleeb replied.

“The Xi on Juma are conquered. They will threaten us no more.”