Not Vatic
She glanced around the dingy attic where she’d found herself after that womanish thing had hauled her soul through the mirror… Continue reading Not Vatic
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Effulgence
Light gathered in the pool the angelic host had surrounded. Rising, an effulgent figure emerged… Continue reading Effulgence
An Amusement Park Called ‘Experiment’
Carnival lights drew them like the moths and they broke like waves against the gates. Continue reading An Amusement Park Called ‘Experiment’
The Pixie’s Nixie
She blew out a breath that fluttered her fringe. What could she do with this nixie other than curse it? Continue reading The Pixie’s Nixie
Brontide
Brontides disturbed the peace. They announced a storm on the wind, one with a supernatural cause. Continue reading Brontide
Pinhole Princess
She punched pinholes in Faerie’s dark film to let the light shine through. And sometimes she peered through the holes her pins made… Continue reading Pinhole Princess
Rantipole in Space
A warning light strobed, blinding him in his cryogenic coffin. He had to get up. Continue reading Rantipole in Space
Nelipot, the Barefoot Witch
She walked barefoot–nelipot if you want to get pedantic–toward a tree…
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In Silence, I Rage
In silence I rage, rattle the cage but the bars don’t change.
There is a truth I cannot speak, so I turn in silence.
Nefelibata, the Cloud Walker
She perched, hands clasped around a gargoyle’s head as she stared out at the city…
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Detective Pagasmo in Playing Dead
I glared at the author of my doom, which just stood there all gleaming metal and innocence. — A Detective Pagasmo tale
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Styxx and Stones
By the frothing river Styxx she sat, stabbing its white-capped waves with a stick as her sister’s words battered her. Continue reading Styxx and Stones
Tadhana
“Don’t you pine over a man,” said her sister, the Gorgon, as she sipped a glass of wine.
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Gigil
She felt the gigil–that uncontrollable urge to squeeze or pinch someone. In this case it was herself because this couldn’t be real.
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Chaos Bringer’s Halakhak
Halakhak–loud, uninhibited laughter–broke from her. She covered her mouth and tried to stop up the relieved giggles as the flames died down around her.
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