Veevuh Da Revolooshun
In the deep recesses of the station, past ancient corridors and beneath decks long since forgotten by all but the lowliest and most desperate inhabitants, a clawed hand knocked at…
The Example of Saint Marthine
‘Even the lowliest individual – the least pious, the most deserving of scorn – still possesses one thing to be offered up in service to the Imperium of Man: their…
The Initiation
Speed, adrenaline, the sharp, metallic taste of blood in the air; these were the greatest joys of life in Commorragh. The whining hiss of jetbikes cut through the air, drowning…
Liberation
On Holy Terra, the cradle of humanity, there were a thousand libraries. These vast repositories seemed to stretch out endlessly, filled with the accumulated records and learnings of the God-Emperor’s…
Just One More Taste
Meat comes in all shapes and sizes, be it the thick slabs of muscle that the Orks flex so proudly or the lithe pale flesh of the Aeldari rippling with…
The Punishment for Loyalty
Jone was still adjusting her psy-dampening hood and juggling a mug of recaff when she entered the choral antechamber. Master Furth had been in the tank for the last eight…