The Chronomancer’s Apprentice
Hakulek winced as another crash reached his audio receptors. Even through layers of shielding, both esoteric and mundane, the noise was getting louder.
Calculated Mischiefs
Created by potrace 1.16, written by Peter Selinger 2001-2019 'Kill-kill the interlopers!' Ghree screeched and fired his fusil until his digits had gone numb. The cacophony of chaotic combat surrounded…
Twenty Seconds of His Wrath
The Psalm of Reloading was nearly drowned out by the numbing roar and cacophony of squeals and scrapes endemic to the amber-lit bowels of a war machine. Ceaseless combat had taken a toll on the crew, but their focus couldn’t waver; Tigris Maxima’s machine spirit was a fickle, volatile beast.
The Blind Seer
Adeptus Ministorum The room was small, cold with a tense lingering atmosphere devoid of any sense of intimacy. The droning hum of a floating servo-skull dispelled any illusion of calm,…
Vox Dei
‘It was his time to go,’ the Guildmaster said. ‘It was a good funeral.’Perhaps, in the old days, scattered ashes would have painted sparkling diamonds across the Core. A glittering…
Deadline
‘Sixty seconds,’ the lieutenant spoke over the vox. ‘Sixty?’ I said to Obed, my loader. ‘Until the next wave,’ he stared at me aghast. The next wave out of how…
Our Flag Means Deff
Graka da Oddmek knew bombs – loved ‘em. Knew humans too – but didn’t like ‘em at all. It only took him a moment to decide that the shiny console with the flashing screen was definitely a human bomb. He gave it a quick thump to see if it’d stop.
Bride of Tzeentch
Freedom is a ship that sails on a sea of blood. The blood in question belonged to the crew of our freighter, the Void Clipper. They lay where we had…
The Undying Saint
Haephestia’s footsteps echoed as she patrolled the salt-stone catacombs. At the end of her third circuit of the reliquary, Sister Superior Magdalene was waiting.‘Sister Haephestia.’‘Well met, Sister Superior. How fares…
The Damned Hound
Demon wolves hunted. They loped across the battlefield, gargantuan legs churning up the earth like gods. Only that they were not true wolves, but iron Warhounds sniffing the air, tracking their…
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