Kasten was delighted when he pulled into the yard after returning from Glenborough’s Fair. At least he was delighted. Telsilia appeared on the porch glowering at him. She tilted sideways as if he had explaining to do. Kasten was too weary for this.
Iramen’s Light
He heard everything.
Voices crashed over him all connected by Iramen’s Light. The waves beat his mind as he stood within the red glow. Yaiden held arms before himself, as if that created a barrier between him and the voices. It did not.
Smoke Blind Fools
Celestina smiled gratefully as the man lifted the squalling child from her. Doubling over, she heaved racking coughs, trying to empty her lungs of smoke just as the building belched it as well.
Agreeable Like
The sheriff snorted but took a step back. Ollie might’ve taken the movement as obliging to her request for attention. Might’ve, except he kept his hand near his gun. That wouldn’t do. Bless Timothy and Alyssa for catching on. They moved to flank him.
Lesson’s End
Dearston listened to the slowing clicks as the laboratory’s gears wound down. He glanced at the window. Night has stolen the last light already. Midwinter had come far too soon, he decided.
Not Me
The door whooshed open and closed, sending equally sterilized air into the chamber. Nevan gaped at Kessia. She stood stiffly before the chamber’s central console. Stiffly and awkwardly.
All Times Must End, Part 2
June was not the kindest month to me. I spent the month under the weather. This delayed part two of Erieri’s story this year (along with some of my writing methods running into unexpected snarls). While all of this was exhausting, I kept working on getting Glimpses: Tales Fantastic‘s print version released. A battle I…
Etching Perfection
Cold seeped through Arlobin’s worn trousers. His palm pressed firmly against the rough stone and felt the chill equally. Even so, he knelt, tracing and retracing the runes in chalk.
Inexplicable Happenstances
Alberta sprawled on the ground with a mostly unobstructed view of the night sky above her. As the snow soaked slowly through her clothing she grappled with which part of her predicament puzzled her the most. That she’d fallen over the bonnet of his car hadn’t made the list.
Light and Laughter
Laughter and light drifted from the street. The sound fluttered over the eaves, teasing Dwayde with merriment beyond his reach. Always beyond. Twisting on his perch, Dwayde ran a hand over his aching muscles. What would it be like to join them for one night?
