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Piglet was still hungover when he got to Pooh’s house. Not even the morning breeze dancing through the few remaining trees around the old bear’s place could clear away the...
Piglet Delivers
Piglet was still hungover when he got to Pooh’s house. Not even the morning breeze dancing through the few remaining trees around the old bear’s place could clear away the...
Once were a time on a jackalope when folks kept their thinking to themselves. People lived, and people died, natural-like, in this un-natural place. That was, ‘til the first un-natural...
Unsettled Nature
Once were a time on a jackalope when folks kept their thinking to themselves. People lived, and people died, natural-like, in this un-natural place. That was, ‘til the first un-natural...
Once were a time on a jackalope when folks kept their thinking to themselves. People lived, and people died, natural-like, in this un-natural place. That was, ‘til the first un-natural...
Unsettled Nature
Once were a time on a jackalope when folks kept their thinking to themselves. People lived, and people died, natural-like, in this un-natural place. That was, ‘til the first un-natural...
On the day we run out of TVs to smash in the quarry, and the stinking August heat sits heavy on our shoulders like a plague blanket, and the pond...
Cassandra and the Changeling
On the day we run out of TVs to smash in the quarry, and the stinking August heat sits heavy on our shoulders like a plague blanket, and the pond...
I was not there at the beginning of Lietta’s story (I am never there for beginnings) so I will tell it to you as I imagine it. Not from the...
The Horrible Conceit of Death and Night
I was not there at the beginning of Lietta’s story (I am never there for beginnings) so I will tell it to you as I imagine it. Not from the...
A necromancer’s magic is strongest on the anniversary of their death. This bit of Izaani lore cannot be twisted to benefit the lightless scrawlers and is thus unproven by their...
Before, After, and the Space Between
A necromancer’s magic is strongest on the anniversary of their death. This bit of Izaani lore cannot be twisted to benefit the lightless scrawlers and is thus unproven by their...
Salty swell over my head, tugging me back, the raw and tender creases of my elbows against the forearms they're linked with. Brine up my nose, in my mouth. The...
We Used to Wake to Song
Salty swell over my head, tugging me back, the raw and tender creases of my elbows against the forearms they're linked with. Brine up my nose, in my mouth. The...