Speaker for the Dead
Here she comes now; my ruin, my ruination. She comes in the midst of night. She comes for me in dark, empty hours where voices still and draw quiet, and…
The Glitterfly
The light that forms the glitterfly twinkled before me, its delicate wings sending motes of sparkling wonder into the Weave. I watch it drift down onto the outstretched Witch-staff of…
The Voice that Never Lies
They are coming, it whispers in Vaij Echmed’s ear, intimately close, like someone sharing a secret.The gift of Hearing awakened in him many years ago, on a world with a…
Vermillion
A thundering bow wave in the Warp jerks Astropath Secundus Calchas awake. He rattles in his choir-cradle fearfully. A missive is coming. His withered arms press gently against restraints as…
The Loudest Voice
Captain Lyra Hawke was dead. Her killer, Malachar Vex, sat in the hearing chamber. Physically, he was there, but the battle clung to him.The smog stung Malachar’s nostrils. The stench…
Unmaking
She couldn't remember the last time she had seen sunlight. Chaedi had too much time for such thoughts. Stifled as she was in the deep cold vaults of the Librarius, her…
Negative Space
Dessa had been reading the Inquisitor for six hours.She knew his name before he told her. Pulled it from the irritated flutter at the back of his mind like a…
Trachiniae
The first place I die is a rooftop. Tin under my bare feet. Warm from the day’s sun. The hive wind tastes of rust and promethium. I am eight. I have a name.
What Watches the Watcher
Librarian Seraphel did not see the battlefield.He felt it.The world beyond the plasteel and ceramite walls of the Rhino was a pressure in the back of his skull, a bruise…