Published: November 29, 2015
Even though the wind couldn’t touch her, the noise of it ripped through her: piercing her, shaking her thoughts and bones and flesh, and she wrapped her arms tightly around her body to hold it together.
Sometimes I read a short story, and I’m satisfied to move on afterward. Other times, I read a short story and I’m left wishing for more. Lost and Found fits the latter category. I was screaming (okay, figuratively, in my head) for more. I mean this in the best way possible. Maria Haskins creates a fascinating premise, on an unknown planet, with mystery, suspense, adventure, and intrigue. I wanted to stay there, on that planet, with those characters. I wanted Haskins to show me all the secrets within this new world. But she didn’t grant me that luxury. Instead, her teasing will have me pondering the possibilities for a long time to come. And that’s quite a feat, especially considering I am not even an avid reader of sci-fi.
The screams and the voices rushed at her, the words clearer now, more distinct, but she shook her head because they didn’t know, they didn’t see, they couldn’t know, they couldn’t see.
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