Category Archives: Fiction

The Book Worm by Jon Hansen Monica gritted her teeth. She’d become a public librarian to help people, get them the answers to what they needed to know. Meaningful work. Heck, she’d even settle for the branch’s grumpiest regular, Mr. … Continue reading →

Terms of Service by Sharmon Gazaway We all knew the internet was sucking the life out of us. We laughed about it even as we sped through our steps logged in, weather apps, news apps, checked for new text messages … Continue reading →

Mixing Your Own Apotheosis by Brian Hugenbruch You read through the ingredient’s list one more time, just to be certain. You’re not the sort of person who normally does mise-en-place for cocktails, but this was never just about intoxication. Quite … Continue reading →

Eye Record by James Dick For future generations For our children For my grandchildren For my own peace of mind For posterity —E.C. *Transcript—TRANCE team meeting, 05/09/2035* Participants: …………Principal Investigator Dr. Edward Carraway …………………………….Assistant Mission Manager Janet Bishop …………………………….LIZARD Instrument … Continue reading →

Faceless by Jim Robb If a wizard is invited to appear before the Council of Mages it is usually a good thing, but if summoned it is invariably bad. Tharnic had been summoned. He stood before the Council, wearing the … Continue reading →

They Call The Wind Blarga by Matthew Castleman “Blarga blarga blarga blarga blarga blarga blarga blarga blarga blarga blarga blarga.” “That can’t be what it said.” “That’s what it said. That’s an exact quote.” “Blarga.” “Twelve times.” Leclerc, the team … Continue reading →

Blackpowder Demon by K. D. Julicher The evening breeze kept Miya’s nostrils free of the acrid stench of burned demon-flesh as she sliced into the fresh carcass. The gutted monster hung on a rack outside of Lord Eronall’s hunting camp. … Continue reading →

Peacemaker’s First Strike by Jennifer S. Hane Have I dealt with any really bizarre curses, the kind that aren’t even in the books, maybe? You bet I have. A piece of advice, if you’re thinking of being a Shriver: the … Continue reading →

To Touch the Wind by Alicia Adams I always thought that on the day I met my soulmate it would smell like roses or something—maybe honey. I had been drinking whiskey neat for the better part of the night, though, … Continue reading →

The Pull of Gravity by Daniel G. Keohane Jin woke, then waited, but no one came. Eventually he slid himself free of the cradle. Everyone else around him slept on, including his parents. Jin’s steps were heavy. Gravity was working; … Continue reading →