Description

Welcome to Idiomari Prime—a planet ruled entirely by Earth's most confusing legacy: its idioms.

Here, metaphors are sacred. Bureaucracy is built from clichés. And saying what you actually mean? That's a criminal offense.

Envoy Marla Henshaw didn't ask for this mission. But when the treaty negotiations collapse into absurdity, and a shadowy rebellion of Plainspokens begins to rise, she must decide: play the game, rewrite the rules, or bring the whole linguistic circus down in one dangerously clear sentence.

A cosmic satire about diplomacy, language, and the dangers of taking anything too literally.

From the Archive of Unfinished Tomorrows.

Still… we drift across the woven hush.
Still… we hum forgotten names into living rivers.
Still… we traverse.