Exactly what it says on the tin. Self-contained, disconnected, or episodic stories across various genres. Expect varying levels of polish; some content here is experimental or simply a character study, while others may become a starting point for future works.
-
Dea Ex Machina
Watcher’s eyes gaze upon the barren streets of an entombed city and finds the unexpected: signs of life. Here and there are pebbles and stone that have been scattered under wheel and heel, prints of boot-tread and the impressions of bony feet wrapped in thin cloth ground into the windswept dust.
-
Nephilim
A hair’s breadth is all that holds oblivion at bay. A thin sheen of false space-time, its bow exploding forward at the speed of light while the stern collapses just as fast. Caught in the balance: a vessel that holds tens of thousands of souls.
-
Deathtouched
Water bubbles and froths around the basin’s emberstone, boiling against the feldspar sphere as the ruby atop it glows. Red and black mix together into muddy brown as the scalpels, picks, and needles tumble in. A putrid brew of blood, pus, dirt, and flesh.
-
Genius Loci
This is a city of eyes. Even among empty avenues are dozens felt—the stoic gaze of soldiers, the scrutinous stare of eagles. They do not mock, like boys’ do, nor tease like girls’. No shameful leers or pitied glances. These are eyes of glass and steel, unbound by the prejudice of man. They serve a…