100 Twisted Settings for Mothership

The flutter of a moth's wings, still beating, pin driven through the thorax, as all the whole world shifts around its axis. Fluttering, too. All shapes changing. What flickers out there now? What lies in wait? This is a collection of different angles on how a speculative humanity might live out in space, and the tonal flavor it might have, written for the Mothership Sci-Fi Horror RPG , for…