18
Dec

Aventurescence

by Iron Eater

“So a little bird told me that you ‘n White-Hair’re gonna be out of the stronghold for a week or two,” said Miid, having sidled up to Riaag as they both helped with dinner preparations in one of Naar Rhoan’s many kitchens. She fluttered her eyelashes at him between chops at a haunch of well-marbled camel meat destined for the simmering stew pot they were tending. “They say it’s so he can help out with some god-speaker business, but my old band used to roam up around Vaz Tarukh all the time, and I know it ain’t that far away.” Her impish smile bloomed into a grin. “You two plannin’ anything romantic, then?”

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18
Dec

Always will I ever

by Hyakunichisou 13 (百日草 十三 )

Beside the bed, on the old steamer trunk Jacob used as a table, Peter’s phone buzzed. Peter noticed it and immediately forgot about it again. He had other things on his mind.

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18
Dec

Getting On Your Nerve

by aohime (青姫)

 

Staring at his cell phone as he sat in a quiet corner of the apartment living room, Leif’s roommate took a measured breath and said, “I am going to kill a man.”

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18
Dec

In the shadow of a scarlet moon

by Tamari Erin

Cyrus sat alone in the Hypersthene‘s darkened observation deck, one of the privileges of his rank. The ship sat in a low geostationary orbit around an unnamed moon, and only a brief arc of its curvature was visible through the obs deck’s great convex viewport. It hung low like an overripe fruit, limned by the red glow of the coronal eruptions that had forced the Hypersthene into hiding.

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18
Dec

The Virgin Incubus

by juou no zan (女王のザン)

When Cody was growing up, he thought his parents’ decision to move to the middle of nowhere to raise him was a good one. They sidestepped all the problems of a nosy school system by homeschooling him. They avoided crowded places because there was nowhere they went that ever got crowded. There weren’t any kids his age, or even close to his age, nearby, so they didn’t have to worry about friends finding out. They had phones, and tv, and internet, and had family over, or neighbors who were older, and Cody was friends with them. He never felt especially lonely. Kids who lived in the city didn’t get to explore wilderness, or help with farms, or go places with no trace that other kids had been there before.

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18
Dec

Rust Lake

written and illustrated by Ptarmigan

The sun is hours away from rising, but most of the people of Rust Lake are already up and starting to go about their day in the dark of night, streets alight with artificial lamps as flurries of snow swirl lazily in the illuminated beams. In a tiny cabin at the edge of town, a young-looking elf with wild red hair lays face down in his bed, a patchy comforter sloppily thrown over him, his arm dangling over the side. He’s only been asleep for a couple of hours by now, for the watery tracks from the snow on his boots still not completely dry and his parka hung dripping in the doorway even though it’s only six in the morning.

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