SKy Skimmer Corvette

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Lance Greenlee

The Sky-Skimmer (Below Left) was the craft used by Cadet Doulettile and his comrades to evacuate Jona and the Widge when the Rebellion began.  It is a fast, heavily-armed, but lightly armored corvette.  It is crewed by three.  It is used by the Captains, of my novel The Craystone Universe. 


Published More than a year ago

Category Science fiction



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