Stars Burn Cold
There have been so many, many nightmares, but Terra was the worst. Of all the battlefields, on all the worlds that I had piloted my Questoris Magaera through, the screams had…
Password123
A philosopher of Old Earth - his name long lost with the passing of the Age of Terra - once wrote that in Heaven, all is either silence or music; in Hell, there is only noise.
Time and Time Again
My ocular implants settle upon the wonders of my latest creation, and I permit the bellows serving as my lungs to take in a modicum of recycled air in a…
Darksun Centennial
‘It is the 99th day of the new Darksun, Brother-Primus.’ A watchful day, a wary day, as any Auspiciar would tell his Magi. Gimion had a half-dozen Nurglite entities chained…
Where Only Madness Comes
The area is coated with grime. Every surface is covered in a mix of blood and rust. Servitors' frames lay dead and mutilated. Kymass looks to his master, the towering…
A Delicate Process
A daemon engine was a strange creation, a melding of opposites, a constantly waring mix of metal and daemon. The tension inherent to that combination made them machines of terrible…
The Lone Ranger
If the Marshal had still had lips, the top one would have curled in disgust when he saw the shuttle dropping from the stratosphere. But his lips were long gone, along with a whole load of other shit no sane person really needed, so he contented himself with vocalising a kind of sigh through the vox-grill occupying the site of his former mouth.