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  • Starless

    The satellites.

    They should have known when they launched them, battalions at a time. Everything was mathematically planned. No collisions, no crossing paths or degrading orbits. Full coverage. But the little mirrors grew so numerous as to first double t…

    Posted 41 hours ago
  • Why Pray?

    What is the point of prayer?

    We ask god to make things a certain way that have been what they are all along.

    Please don't let it be cancer

    Please let it be mold and not a dangerous building toxin

    It's not like god miraculously changes it from what it is…

    Posted 41 hours ago
  • Power over Unbelief

    The reeve waved away his connection to the Flame and gave her a smile that did not quite reach his sad eyes.

    "You are most welcome, child. I'm sorry I cannot do more, but such is our lot as mere men."

    He glanced at Reliath, who was leaning back now as i…

    Posted 2 days ago
  • Spark of Healing

    The Archangel of Sparks.

    Malika had heard of this, but she had never actually witnessed it. She had never been a devout follower of the Church, and her local vicar had never, to her knowledge, before summoned an aspect of any of the three Archangels. He …

    Posted 2 days ago
  • Touched by Angels

    Several things happened at once. Orthael and Merall recoiled; even Judgement shifted uneasily in its scabbard. Blood magic was old, from a time long before the first records of the Church. The High Synod had never formally declared it heresy, though the i…

    Posted 2 days ago
  • Fire and Flame

    Fire blossomed through her arm, and Malika sucked air between her teeth. Blood spilled onto the sheet covering her, but the coldness in her shoulder suddenly vanished, and she sensed that it was gone for good this time. Blue flame licked up from the blade…

    Posted 3 days ago
  • Lost Things: Fester and Rot

    The old crone shuffled along the stacks of Building Ashrack, in no hurry to arrive at her destination. She looked at none of the row letterings, having no need for such things. She had been here many times, and she would be here many more times after. Alw…

    Posted 4 days ago
  • Ice and the Fire

    Malika's rise to consciousness was agonizing. She needed more sleep, but her shoulder was like ice. The deathless' grip, it seemed, had not entirely relented, dragging her from the brief respite of unconsciousness.

    She looked for Morduth and panicked mom…

    Posted 4 days ago
  • Varenniel's Work

    Orthael was glad to see Merall. He was a fine man, and had always run the magistrate's office with a quiet efficiency.

    "One of the Greater Dead have slipped the halls of Ashmar along with a Lesser host. We were caught up in it."

    "Flame-blessed you must …

    Posted 4 days ago
  • The Night Is Dark

    Malika carried herself through the gateway to Triennell, as the holy man called it. To her it was simply Trien, the next town down from her now desolate village. If only there had been walls... no, she wouldn't think about that. It was too painful, too fr…

    Posted 4 days ago
  • Triennell the Merciful

    The walls were indeed manned. As they made their approach, someone disappeared from view and a few more torches were lit along the wall. Moments later, a handful of men with bows spread themselves out on the wall walkway. One of them called out in challen…

    Posted 5 days ago
  • Sanctuary

    Malika hesitated just a moment, then nodded. Dawn was beginning to break over the mountains on the horizon, and she knew -- without quite knowing how she knew -- that most of the deathless would either be taking shelter for the day or be banished back to …

    Posted 5 days ago
  • Trespassed Sanctity

    Orthael felt the glow of satisfaction from Judgement, who had spent lifetimes as a wrath-filled harbinger of death. It had dreamed of doing more, indeed feared that it was no longer capable of anything but destruction. The Flame had swept such darkness as…

    Posted 10 days ago
  • Room in a Bottle

    "No one loves a clank at midnight."

    The message was scrawled all over the room. The walls, the floor, the ceiling. In the center of the room was a clank, for all appearances in perfect working order, and yet it seemed unable to move.

    Closer to the door,…

    Posted 11 days ago
  • Healing Flame

    Warmth spread through Malika like a breath of fresh air. She sucked air in sharply between her teeth. The sensation was almost painful. Heat spread through her, suffused her, warmed her on a level deeper than merely the physical. It coiled around her brok…

    Posted 11 days ago
  • Flamelit Silence

    Despite the situation, Orthael exhaled in deep relief. This, now, was a question that he had heard before. From widows, from parents, from orphans - even, on dark nights, from himself.

    "Oh, swordmaiden. The Flame has always been with you. Through all tha…

    Posted 13 days ago
  • The King in Orange II

    Story is marked as mature

    Posted 15 days ago
  • The King in Orange I

    Across a cultivated green, you can find him shambling and swaying like a drunken dotard,

    surrounded by an air of wounded viciousness that a life of money had only exacerbated. Vacant eyed, he wanders confused, muttering in rambling, incoherent phrases tha…

    Posted 15 days ago
  • Even in Autumn, She is the Spring

    Vexedly, I tapped the glass whose sloping walls warped and elongated the bookcases and fireplace of my study. It was dishearteningly thick, the Lessening having worked exactly to my specifications. Previously, when placing the bottle horizontally in it's …

    Posted 16 days ago
  • Bottled Up

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    Greetings. It is the thirtieth day. Food remains in good supply, but our morale has taken a beating. Captain Marseilles announced to us that he has received a message on the Return Ticket. As we had been told, that system was primed to engage around Da…

    Posted 18 days ago
  • Emotional Wounds

    Malika tossed a glare at the Orthael. "Why?" she barked. "What has the All-mighty Flame ever done for me?" Her words were barbed and full of anger. Her shoulder throbbed, and she wanted nothing more than to be gone from this accursed place.

    She paced o…

    Posted 19 days ago
  • Gifts Ungiven

    It had been fourteen days. The painting was gone and with it my heart. Authored by an amateur it had meant more to me than any museum in the world. Each day that passed felt like a relentless excavation into my chest, letting in the outside ice and snow t…

    Posted 19 days ago
  • Surly Bonds

    Orthael came back slowly, as if he had been diving in a lake and sought the surface from deep below, and found himself gripping Judgement in his right hand. This did not surprise him: he had always assumed implicit, even in the warm domestic comfort of hi…

    Posted 20 days ago
  • War Wounds

    Malika pushed off from the ground, slowly rising to her feet. The pain in her shoulder FLASHED a hot red, and for a moment she was sure she was going to pass out. Black spots floated in front of her eyes, and an overwhelming nausea flooded through her mid…

    Posted 20 days ago
  • A Spirit Quest...

    Soŝégŝinun sat alone in the forest. His breath floated before his mouth in the cold.

    He sat alone. He couldn't remember how long he had say there, but he knew that he wasn't leaving until something happened, though he didn't know exactly what that someth…

    Posted 22 days ago