Reaping Agony
Vilyxnar ran a pallid, claw-tipped hand through his greasy white hair. He tapped the runes on the lower console, resetting the device with his other two hands.
Not Even in Death
Pain was the first sensation. So in birth, alike in rebirth. It clung to wakening like babe to mother, surged electric through phantom limbs and breathed fresh life into the…
MIA
Katya ducked as a plate spun past her head and smashed on the wall behind her. Shards of cheap ceramic peppered her greatcoat, the dust turning the black to a…
Dead Language
‘Hey, lieutenant,’ said Trooper Garn with his usual grin, though he’d been dead two weeks. ‘What’s the good word?’ ‘Go away,’ was the response from under the covers.
Circle of Death
A whipping sound whistled through the air… Followed by a thud as something solid hit the deck. Aboard the Hippocrasian Agglomeration, a space station in high orbit around Morwen VI,…
Born Three
They don’t realise that I can hear them as they crawl over me like flies on a rotting carcass. But unlike those who feed on a dead animal, these insects…
A Waxen Miracle
Something felt off that morning when Sacrist Polonius rose for work. For a start, he wasn’t in his bed. Instead he lay on a steel bench in a room lit…
The Price of Power
Archon. It is a word that radiates power. Even the slave races comprehend it, in a fashion. Not the intricacies of our tongue, of course. But they understand. With its…
The Price Paid
Endless, precise formations of Guardsmen marched below, the earth trembling beneath the tread of their boots. Banners snapped majestically in the wind at the head of their columns, while cheering…
The Eye of the Beholder
Flickering blasts of red light chased the shadowy figure as it flitted across the cramped hab-unit, searing super-heated holes in the cheap plascrete wall and setting the thin mattress alight…
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