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20 Jul 2025 7 minute read 0 comments AserC
Iweka came out of his little barn with one tuber of yam in his right hand. He shut the door carefully and took one last look at it again before walking away. This was necessary to make sure that none of his two goats that roamed the compound would ha...
18 Jul 2025 4 minute read 0 comments AserC
An African star apple tree stood at the center of the vast compound that lay sprawled in clusters of thatched mud houses, some bigger than others. The biggest, inhabited by Amanze when he lived. It was a night of vast silence and the gigantic barn of...
16 Jul 2025 8 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
Elsewhere and otherwhiles… A year passed. Then two, since Nimblethorne’s reticent departure. Pyna slipped down, down into doldrums of despond. Mostly melancholy, and somewhat mad. She would arise, as was her custom, with the twin moons. When the in...
11 Jul 2025 3 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
Pyna stood, and swept slowly over the powdery onyx sand-crest, soft as a sultry mist. A wraith of milky marble and ribboned jet. Do not Stray Far from Me Umin pressed his frost-light deep into his boot and drew his short-blade with a resigning sigh....
29 Jun 2025 4 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
Pyna blinked abruptly, and birdlike, startled. As with a shout, Umin tore himself away from her touch. Her cracked-glass gaze, wide and ablaze. Oh… That was Unforeseen. Umin rolled away. Retching sourly into the stark, obsidian-dark sand-piles. “H...
21 Jun 2025 2 minute read 1 comment Krisz Rokk
“Make your move, come on. It’s just a chessboard. I want the others to play, too.” “You taught me this game yesterday and expect me to be a champion today.” “Of course. You’re one of us. That’s why they’ve placed our beds next to each other. You see,...
10 Jun 2025 5 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
“The First Weavers were… Innocent…” “They sang for simple things. When men and women first bent towards the sky. Standing! Like wheat stalks! No longer snuffling for worms, downcast and beastly in carriage.” “This was, an aeon ere the First Foundati...
17 May 2025 2 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
Umin found himself suspended. Pendant and bodiless, somewhere Between. Then rushing through pale, rarefied cloudscapes. The brumous descent soon unfolded above a sprawling map, far below. No, it was a city. The Great City… The imperishable bastion o...
10 May 2025 2 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
Pyna had allowed Umin another bell of dreamless sleep. Following which they began a trek along the nameless, onyx-obsidian strand. The Great Lower Sea, a torpid black tongue, perennially licking the lifeless shore upon their right hand. Pyna appeare...
4 May 2025 4 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
He awoke convulsively, with the cresting roar of reverberating surf filling his ears. The weight of the Great Lower Sea’s torpid, black waters crushing his breast from within. Umin rolled over once again, and vomited a sickly, ropy stream of coal-da...
