Seeing how Cubicle 7 has so far declined to release their own Quick Start Rules, and seeing how I feel the need to have them, I wrote it up. As a matter of fact, I think I quite like what I made... Read More ⟶
Curiously, the instrument's murderer had transported the wreck from the original crime scene and laid the carcass here like an offering to the passers-by. Trams came and went, the passengers... Read More ⟶
An unpaved path dribbled down the hill from an unseen height. A squat stone idol stood sentry at the road's introduction, grinning at an eroded bench of sympathetic make. Nat hovered in this... Read More ⟶
Nathan Galdrar, former lab tech, stumbled on the unlikely horse pasture. A speckled Arabian raised its head, half-alert, and then returned to its grassy fare. Nat envied the beast. Fine gradients of... Read More ⟶
Months of solitary field work culminated for Moreaux with the rejection of his grant proposal. Unsatisfactory scientific rigor, they said. Like a stomach-punch. (He was once literally gut-punched in... Read More ⟶
"What is it doing?" Sorley asked. His eyes fell in on the fractally regressive gears smoothly rearranging dumb matter into information.
The lieutenant peered over his daily rag, squint-eyed with... Read More ⟶
Distant bells rang the New Year, and here was a sign, this...lurker, that a month yet spanned the remainder of night. It perched atop the Library of all places, as if peering over the edge of reason.... Read More ⟶
Being the judge's understudy was staining Zimn's soul. Propelled inexorably ahead on rails of faith and obligation, Zimn carried out his grim assignment. He told himself, as the judge did, that high... Read More ⟶