Well the new pickles of the litter got along great with me, we played tag and price and code and dead and then we all bundled up in our garters and gilt and glit and flit and kilt and were in the bin of shipping in a nonce.
The dear improprietor of me got…Posted 4 years ago
Irritation built as Anders stepped past the perimeter marker of Base Camp Aktina. No matter how loud he turned his music up, the sound of metal on metal always cut through. He was up to seven and still he could hear dozens of knives being sharpened at the…Posted 2 years ago
What would it be like to break into a hundred different worlds? A thousand? Would he ever get used to it, the way you get used to the routines of a new job? Ray looked at the device he held in his hand. Abruptly, he tossed it up, sending it spinning end o…Posted 2 years ago
Malika took the creature's arms in two quick strokes, toying with the monster in an almost vindictive manner. Then she followed it up with a blindingly fast sweep, lopping the deathless' head from its shoulders, banishing it back to Ashmar. She could affo…Posted 1 year ago
We used to believe things when I was a kid; I'm only 17, but that's plenty old enough now. We used to believe we would live forever, and things would would work themselves out. We used to believe this was our planet.
The year is 2040, and now we know…Posted 4 years ago
Moments later, Malika stepped from the forest and stopped at the top of the hill looking down over her village. She could see fires burned throughout the town, set not by the deathless' attack but rather remnants of household hearths and ovens left unatte…Posted 1 year ago
Malika paced steadily deeper into the woods, sword out to the side. Pale blue flames, barely visible, licked along the blade's length. Near the base, just above the hilt, the only space not utterly consumed by rust, was etched a single word. Truth. It was…Posted 4 years ago
Malika nodded slowly. "Very well." Her voice hardened. "What be next... Reliath?" She stumbled over the holy man's name, unaccustomed to addressing one of the clergy so casually.
"That... what did you call it? Malylech? That Malylech. Why were we unable …Posted 11 months ago
I was thinking about series that are already in motion by a specific writer, such as the one I'm toiling on, the Legend of Tory Adore, which is finally developing a plot of sorts.
Of course, the options to write a sequel or prequel still are offered for a…Posted 5 years ago
To dream such dreams,
to banish despair with the conjured light of face and form,
drawn perfectly from decades ago--
such is the magic of faerie wings and moon beams.
In that twisting and infinite moment,
perhaps a reflection of what was in another time …Posted 10 months ago
"What has been lost can be found at Building Grachkin, Floor 60, Row 95, Shelf 7, Case 39 between 9:30 and 9:40 tomorrow morning."
The note was unsigned and apart from the location referred to, nothing on either side of the paper indicated its origin. I …Posted 1 year ago
Wand'ring through the glade like a lost Womble on speed, I sought refuge in the cleft of a sycamore tree.Posted 6 years ago
Malika wiped away the tears from her eyes with the palm of one hand and gracefully rose to her feet, turning to face the newcomer.
"Be you friend or foe?" she asked. "Morduth insists you be friend, but I be not so willing to trust in his judgment just ye…Posted 3 years ago
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 1 year ago
Malika stalked away, caring little if the Orthael followed. She had no care for her own life anymore. Everything she had ever known and cared about had been stripped from her in a single night. She cared only for her grim purpose now -- retribution upon t…Posted 1 year ago
The cold in her shoulder withdrew. Malika hadn't even been aware of it until it was gone, but it eased some of the pain from her injury.
Some of the darkness from the Greater Dead leeched into your body when you struck it, Morduth said. It seeped in m…Posted 1 year ago
Mistress. Morduth's voice whispered into Malika's mind. It seemed distant, far away, echoing far back in the recesses of her consciousness. It was odd hearing him like that. Before its voice had always been so strong, so vivid.
But that was before. Bef…Posted 1 year ago
Once upon a midnight dreary, I wrote a Ficlet - loud and clearly
Over many a quaint and curious volume from the days of yorePosted 6 years ago
Malika was silent for a time, regathering her composure. She was embarrassed by her reaction, especially in front of this man. Finally, she nodded solemnly.
"The Archbishop is gone, as you presume, holy man," she said, "as is everyone else I ever knew. T…Posted 11 months ago
Mornington did not need to close his eyes. Rather, there was a superposition of that which would be over that which merely was. Descending under erratic control, he fumbled with infinite possibility and finite perception. His exhalations slowed, turned to…Posted 5 months ago
"Orthael!" she spat. "Protector of life, servant of the All-Consumer." Her voice dripped disdain. "Summoned by a local parish, no doubt." Orthael nodded. "To protect us." He nodded again.
"Well, holy man, where were you when my village was destroyed …Posted 3 years ago
Before I had known her
Before I could see
Before we had met
Before there were three
Before she had run
Before she could tell
All had been good
All had seemed swell
Clearly I saw it
Surely I could see
It covered her face
The way she smiled…Posted 6 years ago
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 1 year ago
It wasn't funny anymore. The first few times, maybe, but it had been several hours now and there was nothing remotely humorous about it. He wasn't yet ready to give up, though.
He reread the note, searching for some tiny scrap of useful information. He h…Posted 1 year ago
Malika brought Morduth up so it pointed at the newcomer. Blue flame flared up bright and tall along the blade's length, spilling over the hilt and onto her hand and wrist. She didn't notice. All her attention was on this man of the cloth standing before h…Posted 3 years ago