The ruined church had been swept clean of dust and cobwebs but still smelled faintly of earth and mildew. The altar was bare. There was a stack of wooden pews in the knave. I heard […]
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(Fiction) Kintsugi, the Broken Girl
The doctor’s eyes bulged from shock and asphyxiation as Mariko pulled the power cord taut. Her arms shook amid spittle and gasps, and she watched the frail man’s squirming tongue turn blue in his mouth. […]
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(Fiction) A Cackle of Murderlings [NSFW]
Erasmus stuck Zen-ji at the top of the grand staircase for good reason. A ten-foot samurai in full armor, meditating cross-legged on a large dais: that sent a clear message—that, and the man-sized sword that […]
(Fiction) A Minor 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) The Knife That Killed Albert Gallagher Twice
I pulled Etude down, down, down endless flights of stairs: stairs that curled, stairs at right angles, stairs that cut a straight line, our feet quickstepping across stone. By turn after turn, we descended deep […]
(Fiction) You Don’t Even Wanna Know
We tracked the kidnapper to a swanky private club on the Upper East Side. The old stone building looked like any other row mansion on the street—walled and immaculate and seemingly impenetrable. The only hint […]
(Fiction) This is kidnapping, you know that right?
I tripped hard that night. I don’t remember all of it. Supposedly, I freaked out at some point and told everyone death was stalking me, that it was coming, that I could feel it. I […]
(Fiction) In the 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) Trouble
The bus pulled onto the shoulder to report the bleeder on the side of the highway. A car had clipped the man’s leg, which bent awkwardly to one side. His hands were frozen into fists […]
