How Some Children Played at Slaughtering It’s like poking at an open wound. Every time I read about it, every time I return to it, over and over and over again, I can feel that pain well up. Emotional pain so strong it’s almost physical, you know? And it’s gotten...
1 Her lover was a supernova. She smiled when he came, his bright burning light rocking her body, impregnating her with the essence of stars. Through the metal bones of her ship she felt the gasses enter her, felt the compound light exploding inside of her. Her hands...
-10- Ten years ago. Ten years. A long time, a life time, and I’m practically a different person now. I’ve lost enough skin cells that I am physically in a different body. I’ve shed it all, a snake of the ages. And yet, somehow, I’m still at core that same burning...
You will die. You will not live forever. Nor will any man nor any thing. Nothing is immortal. But only to us is it given to know that we must die. And that is a great gift: the gift of selfhood. For we have only what we know we must lose, what we are willing to lose …...
Usually, when people start hammering out on the blogosphere about experimental, weird, crazy science fiction and fantasy (or horror) we get the same names and titles popping up every single time. I’ve got nothing against these people (or their works) but you have to...
1 When Benjamin was a little boy he painted things. Mostly small things. Like tiny houses. Or dinosaur kits. Or invisible men. He liked using the small brushes. Painting tiny, intricate details. His hand would cramp up by the end of the day. Painful. Claw shaped. He...
Master told us that the earth was hollow, and that we lived on the inside of it, clinging to the top of the crust. Below us was another world, a world inside the world, a glowing bright sun of a place. What Master called the summerlands. That is where the dead live,...
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