
Thank you Metaphysic for your Christmas Fiction entry. Here is their story...
Over the bleak, cold arctic north a large BADGE landing craft buzzed
through the gray skies. Gliding next to it was the stone hero
Gargoyle, keenly watching the white land below.
Nova
sat in the command seat of this large craft while his trusty robots
managed the controls. He touched a comm device attached to his ear,
“Anything yet, Gar?”
Gar
answered, “Just snow. I...WATCH OUT!”
The
proximity alarm...