Class-M Exile

<blockquote><em>Bay-zar. Class-M planet in the middle of no-where. Dust dust and more dust. Unless ya circled 'round to the more habitable region you'd be stuck without a ship to anywhere. 'Round the corner though you could find everything from ship parts and dried food packs to roast dog and the rare bi-cycle. Hell you could even buy yerself a gen-u-ine religion if you were so inclined.</em></blockquote><blockquote><em>The ultimate tourist trap. And here I'd taken the bait.</em></blockquote><p>When Eerl stepped off <em>The Marzipan</em> he was one of a billion tourists on Bay-zar. He expected to shop for rare artifacts from war-ravaged Earth and maybe study at the grand library but not even his background in Human Studies from the University of Tersia could prepare him for what came next: A military beefcake with a grudge a wartime conspiracy a stolen ship a galaxy full of prejudice and at the center of it all a young human named Mel in search of the truth.</p><p><br></p><p><strong>Her search for her past and his quest for knowledge take them across the stars as they uncover the darkness and fear in us all.</strong></p>