December 4, 2012

Labyrinth

He may not come. Not all do. Some, deciding that a refusal to participate was a form of protest, merely sit near the entrance, waiting, assuming that the doors will open eventually, release them.
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Relic

Out at the end of the world on a long spit of land like a finger poking into oblivion, nestled in a valley among the dunes, sat The Church of Saint Ifritia, constructed from twisted driftwood and the battered hulls of ships. There was one tall, arched window composed of the round bottoms of blue bottles.
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An Interview with Alethea Kontis

Alethea Kontis is a certified enchanted Princess (with a capital “P” for Plucky, Pretty, and Perceptive, among other lovely adjectives), a best-selling author, and a fairytale maven. Her short fiction has appeared in Orson Scott Card’s Intergalactic Medicine Show, Shroud, Shimmer, and Realms of Fantasy, as well as in Apex Magazine and Dark Faith.
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Blood from Stone

He had no idea that I loved him. He barely acknowledged that I existed, a maid twice over, little more than a shadow in empty hallways. Trapped in unhappy marriage and prisoner in his own castle, he did not conceive that anyone loving him was even possible. The baron was a man of war, not of love.
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