Tag: prose
Distributed Network Personality
He collected himself in moments where the gates opened and the systems aligned, but there were often several thousand parallel iterations of himself. They called
Darles Chickens
He had just finished writing about Blister Mooge and his run in with the Easter Bunny and The Fisherman, and now he was going to
Ark Of Types
The equilibrium settled and the Rapid Assembly Population began to move out of the longhaul ship to settle on the planet they had chosen for
Riverflow Blue
He cracked the top of his head, and the fire leaked out. His eyes were emerald green, and his skin was copper – descendant of
Jenny Fred’s Write, Right?
It is interesting when you sit down to tell your own story, because you realise that is has been out there for a while, delivered
Exhale The King
The fragments of a baby are scattered on the ground in a way that suggests it was dipped in liquid nitrogen before the perpetrator took