by Ari Lox
Delicious end to an intergalactic journey.
Nambo, the 6187th, set aside his art module and a bowl of tasty stew. He arose from a pleasant reverie aboard the starship, Polaris, happy to soon experience yet another world.
The Solar City customs agent stared smugly at Nambo. "What do you have to declare upon your entrance to the galaxy's most advanced civilization?"
A certain perverseness surfaced in the tired, long-traveling Nambo. "A head full of the tracings of Alaric and a belly full of the finest salamander stew."
It was six revolutions of humankind's first planet before Nambo found the reason for his imprisonment.
The charge was murder. He had participated in the murder of a living creature, a salamander.
The punishment for urodelacide: eternal imprisonment.
Cover Image: Abbeyvet [CC BY 2.5 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.5)]