Images & Words: Rooftop Retreat

Images & Words: Rooftop Retreat

He looked over the edge and scanned the surrounding glow for signs of Collectors. Gravedigger better goddamn pay up. This avatar heist started out as a cakewalk, but quickly turned into a shit sandwich.

Images & Words: Too Much in the Son

Images & Words: Too Much in the Son

They continued up the daunting stairs, their shadows becoming less ghostly as they neared the window. Even the atmospheric conditioners this high in the Spire could not keep up with the incessant dirt and dust that plagued this dreary planet…

Book Review: The Promise of the Child by Tom Toner

Book Review: The Promise of the Child by Tom Toner

In The Promise of the Child, Tom Toner mixes far-flung space opera with magic realism and a myriad of other science fiction sub-genres to create a delightfully weird tale that leaves me with an impression of its memorable uniqueness.

Images & Words: Möbius Mayhem

Images & Words: Möbius Mayhem

The Nullifier is basically an independent contractor of mayhem and improvisation, sowing chaos throughout the Continuum for the benefit of only one person. Himself. Tonight’s mayhem? Avatar kidnapping and ransom.

Images & Words: I Am Come to Shambhala

Images & Words: I Am Come to Shambhala

But something at the back of Kalki’s mind troubled him as he stood on the rise surveying the ship in the blue gloom and listening to his own exhales gurgle away to the surface. It was like a subtle itch that couldn’t be scratched.

Images & Words: The Vek, Submergence

Many of the Vek were lulled into a sense of security, thinking Ascension had left us or decided to capitulate. These slipped into truesleep. Perhaps that was its plan, to lull us into a sense of complacency, then strike.

Images & Words: A Day in the Grens

Images & Words: A Day in the Grens

Sometimes you’ve got your timid, broken, ready to piss their pants types … if they even wear pants. Other times you’ve got your defiant “Screw you, you can’t touch me!” types who carry a copy of the antiquated Troxian Convention in their back pocket … if they even wear pants.