by Koiwa Shishiko (小岩 獅神) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/307007.html) August chose a window on the thirtieth floor instead of a bird’s nest on the roof, favoring, as he tended to, a better network signal over a wider visual range. The office’s lights were off to hide his position, but his vision brightened automatically and allowed him to […]
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That Feeling, You Can Only Say What It Is In Greek
by Hiwaru Kibi (火悪 木美) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/307424.html) “Amo, amas, amat, amamus, amatis, amant.” Bailey snorted and kicked a loose bit of stone down the cobbled road. “Is that supposed to impress the girls?” “It’s not supposed to depress them, which is more what you’re known for.” Higgins elbowed him in the side, causing Bailey to […]
Universal
by Domashita Romero (地下ロメロ) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/307527.html) I woke up to find the other half of the bed empty and let out a small sigh. I’d made all sorts of attempts to get Augustine to turn into the kind of man who’d linger in bed for a cuddle, from sleeping on top of him to asking […]
Captured Swan
by cloven (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/301902.html) – Send the artist a comment directly (you must be logged in) See this piece’s entry on the Shousetsu Bang*Bang wiki. Love1
Invisible data
by Hyakunichisou 13 (百日草 十三) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/302156.html) User 395890 I’m holding a key in my hand, and I drop it at the same time. I’m standing in the ocean, and I can see it lying on the bottom, on the wave-patterned sand. I bend over, but even though the water only comes up to my […]
The Way That The Sunshine Gleams From Your Wedding Band
by Aosora Hikaru (青空ヒカル) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/302353.html) She had a black eye again. Veronica always tried to convince me it was nothing, always with the excuses, or always with makeup applied just so, but I always knew the truth. She knew I knew, but we played the game. I never acknowledged what I saw, and she […]
Synergy
written and illustrated by Iron Eater (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/302824.html) The first time they actually met, Dazzle had a backstage pass and Prisma was busy putting all of her energy into projecting the Prisma Experience, because you couldn’t just turn off being the frontwoman for Prisma and the Dream Girls, not when tickets easily went for several […]
Queen of Come-What-May
by T.F. Grognon (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/302997.html) “We must train people who will devote the whole of their lives, not only their spare evenings, to the revolution.” – Lenin, 1900 1934: Maidens in the woods Crammed in the back of a baker’s truck, Berit bounced and jolted against sacks of flour and seven comrades she’d only met […]
Timepiece
by shukyou (主教) illustrated by curanto (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/303134.html) Drunk laughter was the kind Felisha liked best: loose and loud and bubbly as the third word in the gin-and-tonics she’d been drinking all evening. It slipped out of her as she leaned against the door to her condo, rummaging through her purse for her keys. At […]
Knife Edge
by Matsuoka Haruka (松岡春香) (in memoriam) and Kimyō Tabibito (奇妙 旅人) illustrated by beili (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/303421.html) It took Elena almost fifteen minutes to hit ‘send’ after dialing Cal’s number into her cellphone. She had three false starts, saying “hi” between rings, and she was on the edge of hanging up when she finally got through. […]
Current
by Himawari (ヒマワリ) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/303828.html) All I felt as the boat tipped was disbelief. Then there was cold water in my face and I kicked out, jack-knifing my body toward the front of the boat so that my legs could kick free. One of my feet hung up on one of the bags I’d shoved […]
All In a Day’s Work
by Nebulosity Çiélon – send the artist a comment directly (you must be logged in) Love1
A Genealogy of Magic
by Kuruma Ebi (車エビ) illustrated by Beili (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/299016.html) There was no magic where Naoki came from. Well. That wasn’t entirely accurate. Hanamigawa Ward in Chiba, where Naoki had grown up, was in fact covered in spells. The telephone wires that cut through the neighbourhoods were held up by charms that stood the utility posts […]
The Bus Driver; or, An Accidental Meeting
by Zetto Rio (ゼット 理央) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/299438.html) Sometimes, usually after someone’s done something to provoke it, Jordan feels like he should have done more with his life. College had not been for him; he liked the lifestyle just fine, but even when he abstained from drinking and running every single GSA event on his own, […]
The Journey
Welcome to The Silkworm, where we feature stories spun live and unedited. Just as a reminder, this podcast is part of our Crimson series, which contains explicit material that may not be suitable for some listeners.
Tonight’s story comes to you from Daniel Costain, who spoke at our open mic night at the Wherever You Go Café in Toronto. The theme of the night was On the Way.


