Stepping into Stories, One Word at a Time
“By the time Twyla and Frank arrived on the scene, two miles from the barracks, the flare had landed. They found themselves on a flattened plain, nestled in the jagged foothills of the Dragon’s Teeth mountain range. The flare’s harsh light glared across the landscape, outshining their saddle lanterns and casting everything in bright pinks... Continue Reading →
“I was on a bare, grassy hillside scattered with stones, and that was impossible. I could see for miles in every direction, and that, too, was impossible.I started to laugh. It wasn’t that funny. It was just that if I laughed, it wasn’t serious. I’ve heard that people who get shot laughing sometimes, they’ll tell... Continue Reading →
“Jules fucking hated space. The low-g, or micro-g, or zero-g, or whatever the fuck you called it. The c-effect that made her stomach screw up and threaten to burst through her lips at the first sign of spin-grav. The promise that, if she stepped outside of her manufactured bubble, death, and only death, would meet... Continue Reading →
“Sanda slapped her palm against the screen, leaving a goopy handprint. Two hundred thirty years. It wasn’t possible. She’d heard rumblings that the Icarions were working on something big, but not big enough to wipe out two whole planets. Nothing in the universe man-made could produce that kind of power. She should know. Bero was... Continue Reading →
"'I think I get it,' said Tanjae. 'History is variable. Only, whenever it changes, the world's memory changes with it and no one realizes it's changed. Except for the person who traveled back in time. It's like in adventure games where the character remembers only one route, but the player remembers every route ever played...'"The... Continue Reading →
"She gasped. It had been a long time since she'd felt his blood magic in her veins. Qadir rarely healed her. He did not believe in mending minor injuries- especially not the ones she suffered because of her own "rash" decisuons. The magic was an unpleasantly cold and prickling feeling beneath her skin, one that... Continue Reading →
Of Worlds Forgotten 