A gritty space western inspired story following the internal and external conflicts of the crew of "The Antigone", a diverse group of bounty hunters, noble warriors, scorned exiles, and an exotic princess from all corners of the galaxy in their journey to adapt to an ever changing universe.

TW: Includes alcohol, tobacco, violence, strong language, suggestive themes

*This is my first story in a while so it is most likely going to be edited in the future*

Just a collection of my random unhinged thoughts.

If you don't like what I'm saying, don't read

I should probably go to therapy

My worldbuilding often goes far beyond what ends up getting written so I'm usually left with a lot of excess information about my world that never ends up in the story.

Alot of this ends up very esoteric and specific