It strikes me how a person can be told a thing, and listen to that thing, and believe they have internalized it, all without actually learning that thing. There is a major difference, I think, between knowing something as a fact, and having learned it; between recognizing that something is true and having it become … Continue reading Witch-Fungus
Tag: Short Fantasy
An Excerpt from the Journal of Lord Rand Telmyr
Lord Ember has fallen. Perhaps that sounds overly dramatic, given that the man still lives, but I can’t seem to think of it any other way. He gave Emberhold over to Lora Drois. She’s now the ruler of his people, not him. How could he have done this? I’ve known Ember since we were boys. … Continue reading An Excerpt from the Journal of Lord Rand Telmyr
Lore
“I have requested this audience because I believe that I can be of service.” King Avold stared down at the young man from the dais on which his throne perched. The boy, if he could be called that, had not so much requested the audience as demanded it. King Avold’s underlings had been afraid to … Continue reading Lore
Erasure
The concept of Erasure was first introduced in the country of Vastat, and while that remains the sole place that it has been put into practice, discussion of the ethical and logical implications of Erasure as a form of punishment has spread worldwide. Vastat is a small country off of the southwest coast of Chormanthyr. … Continue reading Erasure
Running the Course
The Shell clung to the warehouse wall. Raven looked on through its eyes, if you could call them that — twin cameras, positioned on the humanoid drone’s face, which processed what they saw into a virtual version of the world. It perceived the real world, what Raven saw without a lens, and the virtual world, … Continue reading Running the Course
Balance
When I was very, very young, there were many things in the world that I didn’t realize were real, even though I believed in them. Perhaps this doesn’t make a lot of sense when I phase it that way. What I mean to say is that, even though my parents told me stories about the … Continue reading Balance
Serrano Sidewalk
“Where do you think you’re going, skinny?” “Yeah, pretty boy. Where you going?” Tobias flushed, but he kept walking. Engaging with the girls would only encourage them. If he ignored them, they might leave him alone. “Hey, we’re talking to you,” one of them said. He didn’t want to look back at them. That would … Continue reading Serrano Sidewalk
