04Oct 14:37 I sat in the car on the side of the road for a good fifteen or twenty minutes. The Cormacks’ teenage daughter was flirting loudly with a neighborhood boy on the leaf-covered front […]
Tag: Feast of Shadows
(Fiction) The Shotgun in the Bathroom
01Oct I could tell it was serious by the tone of her voice. Lieutenant Miller called me to her office where Craig Hammond, my old partner, was waiting in one of the chairs. His block […]
(Fiction) Babylon Eternal
The old ones are patient, and not so easily fooled. After the death of Solomon, wisest of rulers, the kingdom of the Hebrews was distributed equitably among his heirs, who distrusted each other as mightily […]
(Fiction) The Only Spell You Can Touch
Knocking. Ugh . . . More knocking. Harder this time. Then again. Over and over and over and over. “Fuck off already! It’s busted!” I called without opening my eyes. My fucking flat was turning into fucking Grand […]
(Fiction) In the Web of the Maze Master
I wasn’t then entirely sure where I was, but it seemed clear we had reached our destination, for a congress of cats waited. Felines of all breeds and colors—a few with collars, like my tabby, […]
(Fiction) The Keep of the Mage-King
The base of the island, worn smooth by the waves and crusted in barnacles, was slightly narrower than the rest. An uneven triangular cave exposed the grotto that was the only ingress to the interior, […]
(Fiction) A Simple Exorcism
He was making a proper nuisance of himself, whoever he was. I could hear the screams from the street. I stepped from the car and met the officer in charge, a woman named Ballantine. I […]
(Fiction) Library of Thieves
After Beltran’s visit, some of my restrictions were lifted. I was not allowed to speak to Etude and had no idea where in the cavernous dungeons he was being held—the same dungeons where the Eye […]
(Fiction) Abuelita’s One Good Thing
There was nothing left of the watchtower but a cluster of broken stone walls hanging onto each other like refugees in the water. As I got closer, I could see the central chamber on the […]
(Fiction) The Hall of Memory
That evening, after making sure my friends had something to eat, I followed Martin’s gracious suggestion and went up to the attic, a wide A-framed space from which one reached the cupola, the same cupola […]
