Lost Cradle - A Writer's Relay Project
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  • Votes 530
  • Parts 22
  • Time 5h 19m
Complete, First published Nov 26, 2023
Humankind has found the stars - and forgotten the coordinates of their home planet. Then Hana does the impossible and gets pregnant. Her mother's predictions ringing in her ears, she sets out to find humanity's lost cradle. She only has a myth to guide her and a young librarian, half human, half Shozien, to watch her back. Oh, and there's *Strawberry Mollusk*, a clapped-out cargo ship painted an impossible pink and ALI, the snotty on-board AI. Even all taken together the gang isn't enough to survive a journey across a hostile galaxy filled with nasty surprises. As if that weren't enough, an alien secret agent is coming after them...
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