One of these crazy old nights, before the sun comes up. The wicked wind whispers and moans.

A boy with fiery eyes is waiting for an angel in white.

He found out a long time ago what a woman can do to your soul, but this voice keeps whispering: "She was j…

Newkirk frowned as another sliver of the future was revealed to him. At this point divination was merely granting him glimpses into weaknesses he was already aware of, he was gravely tempted to give up. There was, however, still a possibility of useful in…

"You can't!"

I lost touch of the page, stumbled as though from a great fall. The assorted people in the room stared at me as though I appeared out of thin air. Picking myself up, I met their eyes, pleading, "You can't go by any name you've had through you…

Reaching the line of fire in the hallway, you prepare to toss the water onto the flames. As you do, you smell the odor of gasoline, which you had failed to notice before, probably because you were too frightened.

You fling the contents of the bucket on t…

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There were over five thousand individual signatures in the KGX/STP Level 4 concourse. If I had wished, I could have called up gender/age group/life expectancy graphs for them, or details on any single individual. I knew everything the city knew.

I also k…

"You can do it." My brother's voice carried more necessity than encouragement. He rescued his daughter from a toppling stack of boxes. She screamed despite being uninjured.

"What was that?" my sister in law called from upstairs in alarm.

"Nothing to worry…

I remember that night vividly.

Do you?

I remember what you wore: a black t-shirt with a short denim skirt and a matching denim jacket that was covered with buttons of all your favorite bands. All ska and punk.

I remember how you smelled. It was exactly…

All signs pointed to a rather violent end. The lights were off, the windows smashed. Curiously, the internet had been disconnected. Why would someone disconnect the the computers if they were going to blackout the house? I suspected that the intruder was …

What did weevils do, Curly? I hear you inquire.

Do they truly, maliciously fight fire with fire?

Can I trust an exterminatress with such dire

And harmful suggestions to be on the level?

.

Well I tell you, my girly, that what I maintain

Is true to the …

There! in the glist'ning starlit sepulchre,

Floating along by the gaping aperture--

There was Verandah, my love of yesteryear

As if alive, but she's gone. Then she drew near

Gently caressing my neck like a whiff of mist

She made me wonder, was I a som…

Newkirk felt Osterley grab at his sleeve as she fell, but before he was pulled off his feet she let go and rolled to a halt. She sprang up seconds later, letting her heavy woolen cloak fall - already going up in flames. The agent leaned into a sprint the …

It faltered; the gash I'd opened enveloped me as we both smothered in muddy ichor.

My brother Sydney, Doctor Ferris, and my darling Annabelle mourned me....but I'm not gone.

It's a chocolate kind of day.

I went to work, even though I felt physically ill. I'd already been to the restroom 4 times and I was hoping that was it. I had to work, because of the 3 of us in charge, one of us was already gone. I couldn't bail.

I moved…

If you ever feel empty,

Tell me, please.

I have bountiful love

I’m hoping to help you

Fill the gap and help you feel whole.

And because I have this love,

I have another offer for you:

If it’s not me you need,

I’ll willingly help you to find

The things you…

Tory was staring up at the slanted mirror hooked to the ceiling; Pips's gaze was fixed on the shattered remains of his mocha flagon, in twenty-three pieces on the floor. As the CD unit restarted with "You're my Everything," their eyes started in towards e…

The laboratory was a large and blocky building. It was set back from the road, but no fence surrounded it, nor was there a checkpoint outside. The entire assemblage was dark, however, and slightly forboding in stillness and silence.

Osterley gave it a sh…

He reluctantly tapped at the keyboard with his fingers. They had taught him in school how to type properly, but he wasn't sure if he was executing it the way his teachers in 6th grade had intended. It did, however, get the job done.

He didn't want to del…

Things like "i-mutations" and "syntax" rushed through Brad's head as he stared at the etchings of the most ancient examples of Kalovay.

He took a deep breath and tried a new approach. Only a few words were known to the world to be true translations from …

The Waityu hunter gathered his primitive gear and headed out, searching for bugs.

Bugs might not seem like big game, but the Waityu are small, mouse-like creatures that walk on two feet and the bugs in the area can get to be as large as they are.

He spr…

"What kind of like?"

The kind that drives a childish desire to be clever. To be recognized as smart and interesting so I can be worth your attention.

The kind that makes me fear that perhaps you are just nice and put up with my shenanigans not because …

Beckton brought them to a screeching halt in a cloud of acrid-smelling tyre smoke. Both agents left the vehicle immediately, taking cover behind their open doors and firing from behind them in the manner of policemen.

The headlights threw long shadows th…

A shadow fell across the window. Hable glanced out, pen hand poised over his journal, his mouth slowly forming into a frown. The sky held only the ghosts of clouds. This shadow was cast by one of the midrocks, a large one. It's arrival meant-

Sure enough…

"DRAW"

Launcher's voice echoed over the amplifier.

The box began to descend into what miners called the slingshot. The similarity in operation was not far off.

From the lowest seat, Hable glared upward at the two extra passengers. He wasn't the only one.…