Memory's Claws

They knewtheir luck had to change... they just didn'texpect it to get worse. Fleeing froma disastrous contract, the crew of the sky ship Warrior are desperate to returnto good, old-fashioned piracy. They know alittle light looting and perfectly peaceful pillaging will restore the conto 'confidence', the fun to 'dysfunctional', and the easeto 'please can our lives be simple again?'. If 'simple'means being atomised and remade on the whim of a malevolent and obsessiveconsciousness; magical meltdowns; crash landings; execution orders; fightingthe dead, the nearly dead, the should-be dead, and the triple-cooked gourmetdead - then their wish is about to come true. Otherwise... no. Destiny iswaiting, ready to put the crew in 'screwed', and the diein 'disobedience', as the Warrior learns that Memory's blissfully warmarms end in painfully sharp claws.