A Routine Malfunction
‘... and never respond to anything not addressed to you directly,’ Madgie said, placing the crystal champagne flutes on the serving tray.Adma nodded, shifting the tray to compensate for the…
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,…
Illusions of Choice
The old woman had always known that it was only a matter of time before the darkness came for her grandson. She had done all she could to push it…
Hexegon
‘The Hexegon shall not suffer a flaw.'The words reappeared in her mind in fiery letters, tapping behind her forehead as a headache constricted her skull. Nefrati’s sobs rose again as…
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…
Coins & Blood
Created by potrace 1.16, written by Peter Selinger 2001-2019 Silver-paved queues, divided across three ornate wooden stands by Nightweave silk, covered the hall and filtered us all through. I was…
Again
Five days of this hell. It seemed longer but Marcel’s chrono-watch still worked. A useful device when in the warp: it counted the days its wearer had lived. A gift…
Ladon XB-6
I Sleep was sporadic at the best of times. An affliction that, Rouj de Hautevoyle concluded, was a consequence of prolonged interstellar travel. Whilst he had acclimatised to the boredom, the…
Extreme Prejudice
The basilicanum had been constructed during the glorious heyday of Sicara V. Once a thriving agricultural centre in the system, mercantile greed and exacting tithes had long stripped the planet…
The Voyage
I am living a nightmare. The Gamma in the next cell won’t stop crying. Not silent tears like my own, but great wracking sobs. It has been at it for…