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The Nøkk of Crelan Town
by Kit Miller illustrated by melanofly Ælfric had left the door to his shop ajar, even though the autumn air was becoming vicious. The music drifting inside from the town square was just too beautiful to shut away. Ælfric hummed along as he stacked new firewood on the hearth and hung the cauldron above it. […]
Old Ways For Modern Day
by ChibiSaboten illustrated by melanofly Bright sunlight pouring in through a large bedroom window penetrates the thin skin of Kanen’s eyelids, making him stir. He groans as he realizes he forgot to close the blinds last night, and huddles deeper into the cave-like darkness of his comforter. He wants to stay in bed all day; […]
The Two-Body Problem
by shukyou (主教) illustrated by melanofly “Oh my god,” Jacob groaned into the receiver, “can I please just talk to a person?” The system on the other side made the little chime it did every time it needed to pause and parse his input. He held his breath with a hope that was dashed […]
infinitelove.exe
by Devin Ambrosia illustrated by melanofly [SYSTEM CASS — Comfort and Sensual Stimulation System] > ENGAGE: SENSORY_FEEDBACK_LOOP > SET_MODE V_MODE > STATUS: VIBRATION MODULE ENGAGED > SET_MODE G_MODE > STATUS: G-SPOT STIMULATION PROTOCOL ACTIVE > SET_MODE CLEAN_CYCLE > STATUS: CLEANING SEQUENCE INITIATED At first I just wanted a better vibrator. Something that I could […]
The Night Terrors and the Birthday Surprise
by Devin Ambrosia illustrated by melanofly and Lindsay Lion Lord At exactly 111 years old, Amani felt more in touch than ever with her twenty-something self. It could be dementia, but she felt lucid. The sharp executive function hadn’t come back (wouldn’t that be something?) but she could remember what it was like in small […]
The Diary of Mr J. Walker
by Kit Miller illustrated by melanofly Introduction. In 1860, Mr J. Walker, an author, artist, and biologist, spent a summer in Cumberland—now Northern Cumbria—to study and illustrate the local plants and wildlife for his Illustrated Guide to the Flora and Fauna of the Coast of Cumberland, which was published the following year. During his […]
Come As You Are
by H.P. Lovecock (力。下。愛ちんちん) illustrated by melanofly another round of Smells Like Teen Spirit Why is Ben so nervous? THURSDAY The cityscape glimmers and winks past him outside the car window. The misty night refracts light strangely and blurs the details of East Melbourne’s Victorian edifices: flashes of parkland green painted gold in modern LED […]
An Unexpected Mole
by Kit Miller illustrated by melanofly another round of Nothing But An Unassuming Valet Spokehamshire, England. December 1885. Yawning, David slumped into his chair. He muttered a ‘good morning’ to Ruth, the maid opening the curtains, and another to Jonathan, who was setting out the laden breakfast tray. David was known for having a voracious […]
How Soon Is Now?
by Viy Sitante illustrated by melanofly An old black and white show plays out on the laptop. The man on screen is dressed in a black suit, gesturing wildly as he appears to regale his audience with his tale. The laptop screen shows all but says nothing, however, because its audio output port is connected […]
Make It Worse
by Suzuran illustrated by melanofly camalam [22:43:46] hey daddy u up JamieMcKenzie [22:55:28] I’ve asked you not to call me that. camalam [22:55:52] right, right, sorry. lemme try again good evening, mr. mckenzie. i hope your night has been pleasant u up JamieMcKenzie [22:59:01] You’re such a brat. camalam [23:02:40] and yet you trust me […]
Smells Like Teen Spirit
by H.P. Lovecock illustrated by melanofly Why am I so nervous? THURSDAY This is where I’m supposed to be. I got here with hard work, dedication, skill and sure, maybe a little bit of bizarre luck and timing. But I’m going to show everyone who helped me get here–my trainers, my F3 team, the team […]
It’s Hard to Say “I Do” When You Don’t
by shukyou (主教) illustrated by melanofly “Of course, you should never pop the cork. If you do it right, the sound should be” –and there it was, that gentle exhale– “as soft as a lover’s sigh.” Two tables over, Avery was trying not to shred his cocktail napkin into too many small pieces. It wasn’t […]


