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Once again the editors are in a death battle for editors’ choice. We will post results tomorrow. Swords, Socery, and Subway Cars will begin its run on the Astounding Outpost Wednesday.
Once again the editors are in a death battle for editors’ choice. We will post results tomorrow. Swords, Socery, and Subway Cars will begin its run on the Astounding Outpost Wednesday.
Things Fall Apart Sammi Milva barely contained the shudder which threatened to roll up her spine. Once had been bad, twice had been worse. But this would have been the third shudder in the five minutes after she awoke, and she thought that that might drive her mad. Assuming, that was, that she wasn’t mad […]
Jim saw the sign tacked to the telephone pole on the corner, and put on the directional. He turned onto the street, and spotted a sedan pulling away from a parking spot in front of the house. “Oh look, they’re leaving.” “Yep, I see it…I’ll grab the spot.” Jim slipped the SUV into the […]
The sun shines like polished gold: still bright, but tarnishing around the edges, with the certainty that it will fade until no light remains. Late-season hydrangeas struggle to preserve their stately white blooms but they are browning around the edges. Maple leaves that recently blazed red now darken and dry on the ground, like the […]
“I hope y’all get parvo,” Rambo said, completely defeating the purpose of the contraction by making y’all two syllables. Why couldn’t Pa understand. He luv’d Jewely. Yesterday when he’d whistled and yelled “Hey hottie,” she’d actually crossed to his side of the road. That’s when he knew she was the one for him. Her […]
Kima reached her fingers around to the back of her neck, brushing away her midnight curls. She touched the first prong in her spine. She rubbed her finger down the smooth metal square, just smaller than her fingertip. She applied her middle finger to the second prong, then she hesitated, hovering her pinkie above […]
Dark clouds had been gathering since sunrise, slowly blotting out the sky and draping the uniformed rows of grave markers with shadows. A biting wind transformed a scatter of dead leaves into a swirling mass that spiraled into a dance of death before falling back to the earth to wait for another gust to…