Light Years from Home

This originally appeared at The Irresponsible Reader.
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For Jakob, it meant days where time had no meaning, one lifechanging revelation after another. Were there aliens? Yes, there were so many aliens, a number so overwhelming that even now he still didn't know the name of every species working under the Seven Bells flag. Were there bad aliens? Yes, and it turned out that Dad's sci-fi shows got some of those traits right—plus mechs from the few years when he indulged in anime—along with holographic displays, faster-than-light speed, smart communication tech that quickly adapted to English, and other things.

It was all of that mashed into one overwhelming reality, something that made him question if he hadn't taken the best/worst drugs of all time.

LIGHT YEARS FROM HOME

Light Years from Home