The Silk Spire
< Back to Short Fiction The Silk SpireAn unofficial Warhammer 40,000 Short StoryWritten by Jenny Strath 'The good die first,' thought Dazia as she dragged hungrily on her lho-stick. The…
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…
Confirmation
The missionary’s running footfalls echoed into the dark, cavernous underhive chamber before he came into view from the adjoining passageway. Trauma grinned at the thin, young man as he raced…
A Breath Of Fresh Air
'Thou shalt not defile this church of thine Emperor!' I shout. Not so intimidating when that church is a barely-held-together collection of metal plating, and the quartet of would-be defilers…
The Good Citizen
Everyone knew he was up to something. Lupern had to be the one to do the right thing. It’s just who he was. There are so many good men and…
Family
'So what’s it gonna be kid? You gonna stay hidin', cowardly like your old ma, or you gonna come out?' Kassa didn’t flinch from behind the barricade. No grox-brained enforcer…