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His name was Rel. Harsk found him in Angel Town, where there were no angels, and wasn’t even a town anymore. A group of kids on a dare had decided it would be funny to try and summon a demon. The demon thought burning everything down was even funnier. When Harsk and his Riders rolled through, Rel was holding himself upright in the center of town. He stood in ashes. The demon was already gone; […]
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We all remember when the bombs fell. When the world was consumed in blood and ash. A century of violence, every man destroying his sister and brother for the last little resource left to them. Wars were fought until we lost track of who was fighting, and for what. The true tragedy was when we lost the books. I picked my way through the woods. The sun had just crested over the oaks, and if […]
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Once upon a time, a little girl found god. Who is this girl? What caused her to start looking for gods in the first place? They were gone, centuries gone. A faint memory even before the bombs fell. When the skies burned gold and ash fell like clouds upon the world, there were no gods. Surely, as some say, there are no gods now. Perhaps they’re right. Perhaps this isn’t a real tale. Perhaps gods […]
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A Family Far Beneath the Stars “Glorious Gnix, rat again?” Gnaxley pointed his spoon at the young brat. “Eat your rat, boy. Your mother caught it this morning-” “Last week.” “Last week, and preserved it just for you kids.” Gnaxley thought the rat was noxious. It had been pickled, and green flecks were breaking off the fur. He needed to be back on the raids or this would be a norm again. Where had […]
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Joining the Ride By Jack Holder They always got boys. Harsk took another drink. The tavern was home to him and his Riders, as much as anywhere was. There were barely enough lamps to bathe the taproom in a pale glow. The chairs were scattered around, two or three leaning against a wall to hide a missing leg. He breathed deep. There was a lot to be said about the truth of a scent. Sights […]
