The Sprawl: Speculative Fiction

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“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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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Men in robes and thick canvas gloves dumped piles of raw material into massive black-iron bubbling vats: smashed stone, weeds ripped from pavement…
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Mika splashed through the fountain and climbed the statue. He gripped the stone girl’s hair and hefted himself up. The statue was stooped over, her arms…
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I watched from the doorway of my father’s study as he hunched forward over his desk with his hands between his knees. The linkpen stood tip-down on a…
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