First Light
When I was little, my favourite stories were the ones Mama would tell me about the Sun. She would always talk about it with this… this reverence, like it was…
When I was little, my favourite stories were the ones Mama would tell me about the Sun. She would always talk about it with this… this reverence, like it was…
My name is Quintus Atticus Agrippa. A name long on words and short on meaning. I’m just a man trying to get by in His Imperium like everyone else. I…
It began with a crack on the wall. It was during a standardised eight-minute sustenance period, wherein manufactorum grunt #996978 was struggling to operate the protein tube dispenser. Grunt #996978,…
Flickering blasts of red light chased the shadowy figure as it flitted across the cramped hab-unit, searing super-heated holes in the cheap plascrete wall and setting the thin mattress alight…
The clouds burned as God forced its way through the atmosphere. He watched with awe, she watched with fear. He was Quinnus, Magus of the Congregation of the Exalted Sun,…
My name is Quintus Atticus Agrippa. A name long on words and short on meaning. I’m just a man trying to get by in His Imperium like everyone else. I…
It's Getting Pretty Grimdark In Here... The following story includes themes of abuse (physical, emotional, sexual) which some readers may find disturbing. Reader discretion is advised. × Dismiss alert Do…
It hurt to wear her smile.She wore it every second of every day. It was like a mask she could not remove, bolted permanently into place. Yet sometimes – right…
It was a long way down from the spires of the hive. Alena shifted her skirt over the curve of her hip: not an enticement but a warning, a declaration…
Tasty Taavo yelled: 'Meat wraps!' Pheromone ejectors on the cart wheezed and pumped out a blast. 'Meatsticks!' Something must have been off with the mixture, or the ejectors were overheating again because Taavo’s guts…