Feel free to steal this
Y'ever have a chunk of something stuck in your brain that won't let you sleep? Well, here's what got caught in my cerebral folds... an opener for a story I have no intention of ever writing. So, free to a good or bad home:
The first war in space was not fought with lasers or missiles or guns; it was fought with fists and cutlery and tools and pieces of broken furniture. Make no mistake, for all its primitive savagery it was war, it was in space, and for a helpless world looking on from below it changed history.
-- Steve has only the vaguest idea of where to take it, and those aren't places he's particularly interested in going... but the blasted lines won't go away. Bad brain, bad, no biscuit...
The first war in space was not fought with lasers or missiles or guns; it was fought with fists and cutlery and tools and pieces of broken furniture. Make no mistake, for all its primitive savagery it was war, it was in space, and for a helpless world looking on from below it changed history.
-- Steve has only the vaguest idea of where to take it, and those aren't places he's particularly interested in going... but the blasted lines won't go away. Bad brain, bad, no biscuit...