The Last Embrace
Promotion ceremonies were always on the primary flight deck. They told us it was because it was one of the few places on the ship that could accommodate us all.…
The Silk Spire
< Back to Short Fiction The Silk SpireAn unofficial Warhammer 40,000 Short StoryWritten by Jenny Strath[rt_reading_time label="Reading Time:" postfix="minutes" postfix_singular="minute"] 'The good die first,' thought Dazia as she dragged hungrily…
Those Who Remain
A few days ago the trap might have worked. It was simple, well hidden, and completely lethal. But Tanii had learntfast since she’d fled into these woods. She scoured the…
The Mowing-Devil
Adeptus Ministorum The first sign of the Inquisition was a smoke-signal, across the sky: the vapour trail of an armoured landing craft. The wheat forest rippled as the craft passed,…
The Gutter Pearl
Pyrrho woke on the cobbles, the cool mud a balm for his blistered face. Cracking weary eyes, he watched the second-shift workers pass like shadows on a sundial, unmoved by…
Valkyrie
'Tell me again.'Sister Aoife looked up at the Interrogator. She had been intent on the bindings that secured her wrists. Not looking for an escape, she knew there was no…
The Last Hours of Merrick Dahler
The cell door opened with a squeal of rusty hinges, and the prisoner looked up, squinting into the light after endless days of darkness. A voice barked from the blinding…
Howling Mountains
Prologue – Skyfall The sky rained fire upon Valrypso. Such sights were not as rare as they used to be, for this was the Imperium Nihilus. Yet this was neither…
Once
I was your acquaintance once. Oh, how I respected you then. Your poise and command ran through every communication like ribbons of gold in veins of quartz. Through courier and…
Trench Water
Artillery boomed, but to him it was no more noticeable than the rumble of distant thunder. He was used to it. He had grown used to it. Part of him…
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