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…
Howling Mountains
Prologue – Skyfall The sky rained fire upon Valrypso. Such sights were not as rare as they used to be, for this was the Imperium Nihilus. Yet this was neither…
After the Craftworld
'All pulsar batteries lock on to the Worthy Tides! Destroy it the moment you have a firing solution!' yelled Alara as she sprinted through the wraithbone corridors of the voidcraft.'I...yes…
Once
I was your acquaintance once. Oh, how I respected you then. Your poise and command ran through every communication like ribbons of gold in veins of quartz. Through courier and…
Trench Water
Artillery boomed, but to him it was no more noticeable than the rumble of distant thunder. He was used to it. He had grown used to it. Part of him…
Execution Day
The crunch of his boots on the morning frost was the only sound on the parade ground as the commissar strode before the gathered regiment. His face set as hard…
The Scream That Steals
Your time here is finished.She doesn’t respond. Her breath was ragged, still, shaky exhalations echoing in the darkness. There was a faint odour as she breathed out, lingering for a…
When the Curtains Fall
When the curtains fall, the Masque of the Crimson Edge do not congratulate themselves on their performance, nor do they head off in celebration as another troupe would do. Instead,…
No Mask Is Perfect
'She came here to beg for their lives!' the Commissar had chortled with delight.'She said that this world could be shared, that they would not trouble us!' He had spat…
The Traitor’s Portrait
Master Artisan Harland Kler had a special talent for capturing the true essence of a subject in oils. The newly-crowned Regent of Rudkan Tertius Hive had not been flattered by…
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