The Void Trawler's Longest Day
A Dieselpunk Space Opera

About this book:

On the furnace-hot edge of a dying red giant, the independent trawler *Grizzled Albatross* drags copper-mesh nets through rivers of liquid amber—harvesting the lumina that fuels civilization, one coal-shoveled, piston-thumping haul at a time. Captain Silas Vance and his grease-stained crew fight vacuum-frost, boiler explosions, and the crushing gravity of Old Madge herself, all while the Ceres Syndicate's chrome-plated dreadnoughts circle like sharks, ready to steal the catch or sink the competition. Out here, a ruptured steam line means death, a snapped anchor cable means falling into a star's boiling heart, and the only law is what you can hold with harpoon and grit.

When a solar flare turns the gas shoals into a violet inferno, the *Albatross* finds herself pinned between the Syndicate's cutting shears and a prominence fifty thousand miles high. With Boiler Four patched by prayer and copper, a harpoon line humming tight as a piano wire across a corporate bow, and the thermal tide rising fast, Silas must outfly, outfight, and outlast a foe who owns the courts, the fuel, and the law. But the deepest danger isn't the star or the Syndicate—it's the whisper in the bilge, the chronometer that doesn't match, and the betrayal already warming its hands at the furnace.

*The Void Trawler's Longest Day* is dieselpunk space opera at full pressure: rivets popping, coal dust in the lungs, and the black between stars lit only by the glow of a red giant and the fire in a captain's eyes. Strap in, shovel deep, and hold fast—the longest day of the season has just begun.