An Endless and Unfathomable Void
Pink clouds meant that the rain had passed and the morning had come. Shifting grey mist floated through the shrine, as water dripped silently from the green tiled eves. The…
Pink clouds meant that the rain had passed and the morning had come. Shifting grey mist floated through the shrine, as water dripped silently from the green tiled eves. The…
It's Getting Pretty Grimdark In Here... The following story includes depictions of body horror that some readers may find disturbing. Reader discretion is advised. × ‘I was not born here,’…
Hakulek winced as another crash reached his audio receptors. Even through layers of shielding, both esoteric and mundane, the noise was getting louder.
Created by potrace 1.16, written by Peter Selinger 2001-2019 'Kill-kill the interlopers!' Ghree screeched and fired his fusil until his digits had gone numb. The cacophony of chaotic combat surrounded…
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,…
‘It was his time to go,’ the Guildmaster said. ‘It was a good funeral.’Perhaps, in the old days, scattered ashes would have painted sparkling diamonds across the Core. A glittering…
‘Sixty seconds,’ the lieutenant spoke over the vox. ‘Sixty?’ I said to Obed, my loader. ‘Until the next wave,’ he stared at me aghast. The next wave out of how…
Graka da Oddmek knew bombs – loved ‘em. Knew humans too – but didn’t like ‘em at all. It only took him a moment to decide that the shiny console with the flashing screen was definitely a human bomb. He gave it a quick thump to see if it’d stop.
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The mark of the beast.Eyes of crimson ruby. A perpetual snarl cast in bronze—a countenance as much of an angel's as that of a devil's.With trembling fingers, Isaria reached out…