Rookson paused before signing on the pad. One signature. One signature alone stood between himself and his dream. A ship, the Infinitum, would allow him to cruise the black unbeholden to a captain.
Unity’s Chord
Viden ran his hand over the crystals. The long chambers, extending from and running into the wall, hummed. “They are improved,” he remarked.
A Mixture of Magic and Steam
The air screamed, blasting out through the release while Anstan weighed the chain with his body. Peering through the steam’s haze, he spotted Lisindra fluttering near the dial. The dial clustered within superheated machinery. Not a lick of sense in that one. “Oy,” he cried.
Beyond the Light
“The night will never end.” Tarinne felt the hand withdraw from her brow when the speaker finished. A succinct statement. A promise she craved after daylight had burned a hole in her soul.
Cirle Sense
Wednesday has come around again, and I’m happy to present this week’s flash fiction. Missale picked up the hearty teacup from the table and sipped. Rapping her nail against the cup, she looked at none of the women seated around the small table. Athet sat stiffly across the table. Her gaze remained fixed on her…
Inheritance Note
“What did he leave me.” The clipped words told Ger his sister Trina wouldn’t be stalled.
Distorted Lies
Wednesday has come around again, and I’m happy to present this week’s flash fiction. Gravel ground beneath Aharon’s shoes as he walked the short path to the isolated homestead and his imminent reunion. The break shortened further when the door creaked open abruptly. Whipping her hands on her apron, the grayed woman stepped from the…
Relations Combustive
Even across light years, Karla’s mother found ways to press guilt on her. Reclining, she rubbed her temple as the woman’s image flickered on the display.
Cutting Through
Wednesday has come around again, and I’m happy to present this week’s flash fiction. After a season spent traveling through the wilds of Dwale, Ryfin found herself before a world tree. The giant towered above them, visible above the canopy of the Rindel Woods. A world tree. Those weren’t seen beyond the Ealdnearth Elves’s cities,…
Anxiety’s Source
Returning from behind the brush Sorrel tugged the color of the rough spun clothing disconcerted. Beside Calder, Perdyn paused packing to appraise the boy. Sorrel no longer appeared the grandson of the Omendii.
