Happy Birthday, Sergeant Corde!
How many years? To look at the lines on her face you’d think it had been at least a decade, but that’s not what the chronometer said. She stuck to…
Home Sickness
Recalled to Yujua. Those three words spread through the camp like wildfire. Pak can see it in the men’s faces. Wonder. Relief. Six years of war in the green fields…
Descension
The Gate of Screaming Skulls splits down the middle and tears asunder. The first ever uninvited guest of Commorragh stands in the broken portal. Stepping over the threshold is a…
Epilogue
Kill, the darkness told him. Less a thought or an impulse than a driving animus. It had framed the purpose before as purge or purify, but these were distortions, heat-haze…
Awaken My Brother
The pressure of the ocean depths accurately reflected the feeling of the moment. My head Technomancer and I watched anxiously as the Canoptek labourers removed the coral growths to reveal…
Honourable Persecution
Ellamera darted through alleys littered with burning debris. Thousands of deathly metallic caskets burst through the atmospheric sphere above her, hurtling towards the surface casting translucent vapour trails in their…
The Way Back to the Garden
We’re all going back home one way or another, preferably the same way we’ve all come to be here. I spend my days walking, have been for a while now.…
Fallen Angel
Castellus’ knees shuddered as he lumbered through the battlefield, the ceramite peppered with holes.He could feel the fingers on his sword arm flexing, twitching for the familiar hilt of the…
Trials of a Sister
‘Ex-excuse me, Sister Magdala, when can I go home?’ asked the small hesitant voice. ‘The Schola Progenium is your home now,’ replied the Sororitas. The child extended her tiny hand to…
To Travel is to Heal
'Why did you leave?' It is always the same question. Why would one leave the safety of a Craftworld? A place with no strife, no scarcity? Why would one risk…