Therrus never meant to fall into Drovenveil. HQ had calibrated the portal for Earth—Rio de Janeiro, to be exact. Instead, his body tore through an alien sky, a streak of green cloaked in the illusion of human...

This is—what do the humans call it? —Heaven, Therrus thought. I can be myself and still be around the humans and all the great stuff! The convention hall teemed with humans, many of them dressed up as various...

Today was the day that Therrus would see a ghost. Or maybe Bigfoot. He hadn’t decided which one to look for first. Since coming to Earth two months ago, he’d heard humans voice a variety of opinions about...

Earth Station 23 The temperature systems hummed. I tapped my knuckles against my palm, trying to think, but getting nothing but tightness in my chest and throat. Stinging in my eyes. Therrus had told me once...

Therrus wanted to hate the cold. Thick snow spilled over the tops of his snow boots, soaking his socks and numbing his shins and feet. The frigid air assaulted him, stinging his hidden scales and causing his...