Gifts of the Garden
In a place that's near to nowhere, yet never far away, There blooms a wondrous garden, a haven of decay. No map can mark its borders; no chart can show…
In a place that's near to nowhere, yet never far away, There blooms a wondrous garden, a haven of decay. No map can mark its borders; no chart can show…
Agoria. Federation Capital world. Nighttime.‘Kira Coriolanous of the House Coriolanous, sobriquet: Red Princess, age: 21, accreditation: Rogue Trader [foreign title/unrecognised] and master of the Terra’s Stride, displacement: sprint frigate/Galleon-class, archeotech…
‘The worms that walk,’ Khait of Prospero said, scholarly surprise tingeing his transhuman baritone.‘We do no—’A fist clad in ceramite the colour of dried blood smashed through the creature's approximation…
Our only sin was memory. We remembered our transformations, not as the holy apotheosis that was preached to us by the Dark Angels, but as the warping and the mutilation…
After thirty-four years standard of doing menial work in the Archivum of the Holy Inquisition, two highly trusted and valued menials—a fellow named Falden and myself—were called in for special…
‘No one thinks about the grades of corpse starch.’ A small, elderly man by the name of Esurian Semper told a group of trainees hoping to become Mortis Keepers, the…
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