No Fear of the Future

It's become something of a tradition of mine to offer up a bit of fiction for the holiday season. This year might be considered somethin...

First Previous Flavius cautiously backed away. The black pupil, taller than Flavius by half, narrowed, straining to focus on his too-close ...

First Previous There was no time to tumble, no chance to leap free. The catwalk plummeted. Screams echoed from the sleek walls and shattere...

First Previous Flavius leaned forward against the railing, mouth agape, staring at the thousands of cylinders filling the vast chamber. “Tho...

First Previous Flavius jabbed at the moironteau with Memory, skewering one of the glassy black eyes rimming the gaping maw. The foothead fl...

First Previous “Flavius!” Acaona screamed. The foothead reared back suddenly. As it did so, a dark fissure snaked its way across the mottle...

First Previous The militia bodyguards shoved the Empress and her handmaiden roughly through the gaping window. An instant later, an explosi...

First Previous Captain Pacal and his men stared after Flavius, blood splattered and breathing deeply. The wounded groaned and cried from th...

First Previous “They can’t understand you,” Acaona said. “What’re ya getting on about?” muttered Flavius. “They’re not nobles, they’re milit...

I just noticed, much to my astonishment, that Jan. 14 marked the one-year anniversary of Memory , my experiment in serialized online storyt...

First Previous Papantzin slapped the flat of the blade away. Her kick to the chest sent Flavius sprawling. Immediately she turned back to A...

First Previous “Well,” said Flavius after an uncomfortably long pause. “Bit of water under the bridge since I’ve last been seeing you, eh? H...

First Previous Flavius eased onto his side, Memory’s scabbard uncomfortably hard beneath him. The room spun in perfect time with the poundi...

First Previous Armor screens flared and sparked as the door fragments hit. Shouts of pain mingled with roared curses from the Eternal Milit...

First Previous Djserka looked back the way they’d come. “So those moironteau things have been sent by Rapteer? Dreadful.” Nictating membra...