Sister Supremus
The prayer beads, worn smooth by calloused fingers over the course of decades, slipped around his pearl white neck. His dark eyes widened in surprise as he was suddenly yanked…
Games of the House
Adeptus Ministorum Mirvan Hellex strode into the foyer of the Opal Orbital with the intention of losing everything.The credit slate she carried contained wealth unimaginable in her previous life: the…
Comic: For The Emperor
< Back to Fast Fiction For The EmperorAn unofficial Warhammer 40,000 ComicWritten by Rylan Woodrow[rt_reading_time label="Reading Time:" postfix="minutes" postfix_singular="minute"] Read the Collection About the Author Rylan Woodrow (they/them) is a gaming…
The Price of Power
Archon. It is a word that radiates power. Even the slave races comprehend it, in a fashion. Not the intricacies of our tongue, of course. But they understand. With its…
The Price Paid
Endless, precise formations of Guardsmen marched below, the earth trembling beneath the tread of their boots. Banners snapped majestically in the wind at the head of their columns, while cheering…
The Eye of the Beholder
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…
You Don’t Dogfight
You don’t dogfight with an Avenger. I can remember Flight Instructor Willingham drilling that phrase into us. It was his mantra. If there was one thing he wanted us to take away from his class, it was that.
What Price Conviction?
Jaryon lay sweating, his fitful mind questing for the calm of the craftworld. He felt himself a discordant note without its song, an aberration marring some foreign melody. The world…
The Thorned Rose
The fingernails he runs across my thigh are tipped with neurotoxin. Yet I do not tense. I run my hands through his hair wearing rings that could slice him in…
The Denestral Lifeguards’ Game to Improve Morale
Lieutenant Thaddeus dropped into the luxurious armchair, the dirt from his fatigues rubbing into the leather from an animal which died centuries before he was born.'How was that, eh?' grunted…
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