ZERO TECH
A NOVEL BY S.F. SPILMAN
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SPACEPORT
Vealyn's world is shattered when her husband is executed for using forbidden technology to save her life. Forced to escape the merciless regime that outlaws machines, Vealyn's survival depends on risking everything to flee her frozen home planet. Driven by grief, memory, and a fierce need to defy a society stuck in the past, Vealyn embarks on a journey that abandons tired sci-fi formulas. Zero Tech refuses plot armor and the overplayed hero's journey. It challenges the boundaries of what it means to persist, to innovate, and to reimagine humanity itself. This is the sci-fi story that dares to ask: what comes after tragedy, and how do you move forward when all hope seems lost?
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THE REACH
S.F. Spilman writes at the epicenter where high and low technology collide, exploring the tension and dissonance of their simultaneous existence. With a narrative design career at award-winning Telltale Games, Spilman helped craft stories for major franchises including Game of Thrones, The Walking Dead, and Minecraft: Story Mode. Now focused on original fiction, Spilman blends emotional, relationship-driven narratives with speculative science fiction worlds that remain deeply relatable. The core of the author's work is a nuanced exploration of loss, identity, and the search for self, inspired by diverse cultural experiences and a commitment to originality. Spilman’s mission is to inspire readers to find hope in unexpected places and to see themselves in stories that challenge and connect us all.
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The Prelude
ch1 · Carry On
He’s gone.
The thought registers but nothing else. Her eyes are open. Her limbs move. But a piece of her hasn’t caught up. She doesn’t scream. She already did that. When there was nothing left to do.
Kolomb Reach descends behind a firn ice ridge. Its pitted, streaked stone walls stretch toward the fog above like steam frozen in time. Torchlight spills a faint orange glow into a colorless atmosphere that doesn’t deserve it. As if nothing happened. Small points of firelight flicker. Shadows waver at the base where larger fire pits gutter in the wind. The crowd’s noise died as soon as he did. As soon as they got what they wanted. His execution…
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