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Shorts and Hiatus
Hey everyone! Breaking format here for an update. I’ve been writing weekly shorts for the last few months and while it’s been really great, I need to…
Aug 4, 2021
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July 2021
There's No Such Thing As Ghosts
Kater believed in ghosts. He loved the idea of haunting. When he died, he wanted to linger on in the Chicken’s Coop tavern and make wailing sounds every…
Jul 15, 2021
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You Don't Need Me Anymore
“This place is going to blow your mind.” I squeezed Bell’s hand as we walked along a rain-choked sidewalk past rundown shops and restaurants. The…
Jul 7, 2021
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June 2021
Layer Beneath the Underlayer
Jain left his pregnant wife behind to go scavenging in the sewers beneath Verash. The upper levels were still in use and covered in sticky dark muck…
Jun 30, 2021
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Ashes From a Terrestrial Fall
The skypit was a gash in the crust of the earth that stretched from horizon to horizon. Millie stood at the edge gripping the trunk of a young pine…
Jun 23, 2021
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Good Apprentice
I never wanted to get older. When I was barely ten years old, my mother sat me down in our cramped apartment, touched my face, and said, “There’s a man…
Jun 16, 2021
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The First Hunt
Ster rode out from the mountain palace at the head of a twelve-man hunting party. At the base of the steep trail were the rolling grasslands of the…
Jun 9, 2021
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Becoming What You're Supposed To Be
The entrance to the labyrinth was a crack in the cliff face wide enough for two people to walk through shoulder-to-shoulder. Baran was afraid of getting…
Jun 2, 2021
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May 2021
Weeds, Water, and Sugar
The tincture was bright green and smelled like rotting hay. It boiled in a cauldron above the fire while Dillin counted the coins at the adjacent table…
May 26, 2021
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How to Change Stone to Bread
Men in robes and thick canvas gloves dumped piles of raw material into massive black-iron bubbling vats: smashed stone, weeds ripped from pavement…
May 19, 2021
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What Was Needed (repost)
Jim posted for the first time two weeks after the funeral. — I swear this isn’t a troll and I know you guys aren’t gonna believe me, I’m just saying I…
May 12, 2021
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The Censor
I dragged my knife down the stone wall over and over until a nice fat divot formed in the crust. Villie stood at the alley entrance keeping watch and…
May 4, 2021
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