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Hospice for a Species

A grimdark military SF series about a soldier who starts to notice that the ground he bleeds for is measured in something other than victory. For readers of Marko Kloos (Frontlines), Joe Haldeman (The Forever War), and Myke Cole, military science fiction with the grounded voice of Kloos, the anti-war bite of Haldeman, and a grimdark restraint closer to Cormac McCarthy than to space opera.

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The theater you're being dropped into

FILE 01
THE PART NOBODY WARNS YOU ABOUT ISN'T THE FIGHTING.

It's the waiting to fight, the cleaned rifle cleaned again, the bar that tastes like the wrapper, the treeline that stops looking like trees. We were holding the line. That was the word they used, and we used it too.

FILE 02
THE HALF-SECOND IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A SOLDIER AND A LIABILITY.

He calls the target, I take it, and in between there's a gap you could lose a man in. I spent three years learning to hate that half-second and trust it anyway.

FILE 03
THEY WENT UP IN THE LIGHT. WE CAME DOWN IN THE DARK.

The Gate was a pillar of ships climbing, one every minute or two, a count you could set a watch by. We stood in the mud and held the door open while they went, and told ourselves that was the job, the hand on the door. Nobody asked where up was. We all knew even then it wasn't a place for people like us.

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Dispatches from the desk

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The books

Hospice for a Species 1 VOLUME
VOL. 01

The Lie Held

hey told him they were holding the line. Emil Halloran climbed out of the lower blocks the only way his kind is allowed to. He enlisted. Now he holds a defensive belt on a dying colony world, told the same thing every soldier is told: that they're buying civilians time, that the war is turning around out here, that the ground they bleed for matters. He's good at the job. Good enough to notice things. A number stamped on an order that doesn't add up. High ground taken at a terrible cost and handed back on a schedule. A quiet behind the official word that sits wrong in a man who has learned to read quiet. One dead friend at a time, Halloran starts doing a sum in his head he cannot stop doing, and cannot unsee. And he cannot say a word of it, because the men beside him still believe, and their belief is the only thing keeping them alive. Delay Yield is the first book in Hospice for a Species: cold, restrained, and relentless, a war story about the slowest kind of losing, and the men who are never told what they are really holding the line for. What do you fight for once you already know how it ends? For readers of Marko Kloos and Joe Haldeman who like their military science fiction grounded, their soldiers real, and their futures grim.

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