Valen wandered the deck, circling his home in a slow decaying orbit, trying to avoid the inevitable. There was nothing left for him there, but he had nowhere else to go.
Maltby had done well. At least six Crewmen would not see their families again, with another three that yet might not survive their wounds. The [...]
The Rolm Affair ended with a whimper. Reports were compiled, studies done, interviews recorded, and records archived. For three years, the Expiscor fell through space, approaching the Well of Storms and an intercept with Cicadia Minor. I was not due for a meeting with the Prefect of my Order for another fifty years or so, [...]
The slow wheel of the galaxy spun in its two hundred million year whirl, carrying the sphere of human occupied space, centered on ancient Terra, along for the eternal ride through the vastness of space.
But space was not uniform, and this was more to the pity of mankind.
For three thousand years, give or take a [...]
Captain Procer waited for Keamanan to close the door before she turned to Votum. She held up the note about the bombing, “This is just the start.”
Votum shrugged, “Sure. Resnig will continue until he gets what he wants.”
“And what’s that?” She leaned back in her chair and rubbed her temples. “Maybe we can reach some [...]
Keamanan sat quietly while Captain Procer scanned through the report. His left arm was still stiff, but the bleeding had stopped. The new jacket smelled musty and the collar rubbed against his neck but he resisted the urge to scratch. The spacious office was mostly empty, since the Captain took her austerity as a point [...]
I returned to my quarters to rest and escape from the reminder of the sullying touch of the Immaterium. I trusted Pron to take care of matters, but in time I owed him an explanation.
Whether to provide the truth was something I had not yet decided.
I was sure of myself, despite the need of [...]
The Rolm affair ended strangely (insomuch as it had ended – later I would recognize the inappropriate haste with which I had applied such a terminal verb). My subjects were generally not in the habit of surrendering themselves to me in such an odd fashion.
I hadn’t failed to notice this fact.
However, my responsibilities could not [...]
The rain never penetrated down the Floor, sheltered beneath the canopy of mega-scrapers. Instead, the humid air interacted with the cooling concrete labyrinth of alleys and streets, condensing in a scummy layer on every surface, as if Atlanta oozed liquid toxin from its clammy skin.
I liked the honesty of the Floor. This was the [...]
Morium walked along the corridor with her shaking hands tucked into the sleeves of her robe, hiding them from the occasional Crew. She focused on the deck as she walked, ignoring the naked hostility in the glances of some, and the careless disdain from others. Thankfully, the late hour assured that most were either asleep [...]
Valen wanted to reach out and choke the life out of those around him.
He shuffled along, keeping his place in the line that snaked through the cramped corridor. Up ahead, he could see the checkpoint where the Crew worked, screening the healthy from the sick and deciding who would get work assignments today. A [...]
This smoke didn’t hang in the air.
It filled the room from the bottom, layer piling upon layer, compressing it well beyond the normal density of carcinogenic poison. This smoke had purpose. It sloshed in the wake of the waitress, sending up eddies and ripples that reminded me more of a storm-chopped lake on [...]
I’ve finally had some time to begin posting my fiction here to the blog. It can all be found organized here. Unfortunately, as I post new sections, I can’t seem to surpress it from appearing here on the main page. Please use the writing page link to navigate the text rather than trying to follow [...]
The bomb exploded, tearing into the fabric of Reality. The Fromm Barrier weakened under the assault, allowing the Immaterium to bleed into the real world. The silver walls of the test chambered turned white with frosty rime. A vortex of shadow congealed, opening a portal to the other side of reality.
Bishop Logan flinched as [...]
Why did it always have to be a seedy motel?
In this case, an abandoned motel, but had it been occupied, I’m sure it would have attracted the standard, sub-standard collection of human debris that seemed to flock to decrepit buildings the way insects came running to a two day old corpse.
I glanced around the suite [...]
The foresail rippled as it snapped from port to starboard under the steady wind. Masts and booms creaked as the load distribution changed, sending the Out Of Body Experience another point into the wind. Its twin masts groaned under the thrust. The ship now cut a sharper angle into the steady line of waves, sending [...]
Men like me were trained to deal with those who bargained against their own humanity. The universe was a vast place, filled with a surprising number of men quite willing to embrace abomination for the sake of their twisted goals.
While training would prepare you to respond, it was no guarantor of survival.
But survival wasn’t necessary [...]
The path of damnation is seductive at times. It whispers promise and potential, luring the traveler with sweet murmurs of glory.
Other times, the path is disguised in the trappings of duty.
These thoughts were far from my mind on the day I killed Rolm. The recognition of my particular path would not have stayed my hand [...]
Section 2
Keamanan examined the gun while his team bundled the assassins into canvas sacks. He pried the flint out of the cradle and rubbed it between his fingers. The outer layer flaked away, leaving a fine smudge on his fingertips. He shook his head and smiled. They still weren’t getting it right down below. The [...]
The stately ship is seen no more,
The fragile skiff attains the shore;
And while the great and wise decay,
And all their trophies pass away,
Some sudden thought, some careless rhyme,
Still floats above the wrecks of Time.
William Edward Hartpole Lecky (1838-1903)
Section 1
“Why do you hate us?”
Keamanan watched the battered deck, worn smooth by generations, pass beneath his boots [...]
OK, I definately have the writing bug again. I was looking through my files over the weekend and it has been about two years since I seriously made an attempt at a new piece of fiction, or even continued working on an old piece. As it stands right now, I have about 120,000 words done [...]
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