The End of Truth
Amadeus stared at the blank parchment, unused ink and quill beside it. He felt his stomach tighten, ever-familiar anxiousness filling him. The emptiness of the page threatened to swallow him.…
Articles of Faith
Weira Axelle>Notes>Fifth of Secondus 004.M31>Aqualiculum Catella Arnaud is late for my interview. I really should spend more time in the Aqualiculum. It smells like stale ale and grease but the people-watching…
Thrice Damned
‘Accursed Devil, thrice damned is all thy race’ - Johannes Miltonus, M2The shuttle descends out of the sun, its slab sides resolving from dark shadow into the familiar blue and…
The Next Chapter
Living on an agri-world located on the far western edge of the galaxy had never been easy. Not only was the sector the scene of much conflict throughout The Great…