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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;…
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;…
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…
‘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…
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 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…
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,…