A Selection of Drinks from the Courts of the Five Silver Moons and the Seven Red Stars, by Mari Ness
1. Red Elderflower: A tangy mix of elderflower wine, strands pulled from the colour crimson, amaretto liqueur, and a splash of jealousy, served over coconut ice, this summer treat is … Continue reading
A Galactic History of the Asmodean Fire Hoof, by Alexandra Seidel
The Asmodean Fire Hoof was first created on Earth by a group of disenchanted former cultists. We know this for a certainty by their surviving writings and by how they … Continue reading
Barley Wine and Potable Myths, by Marie Vibbert
One time I had a barley wine that tasted like a summer’s day. Like too-tall, dry grass and tough, roadside flowers, with a bit of carroty sweetness, like Queen Anne’s … Continue reading
When the Hawkweed Blooms, by Randall Hayes
4am: Morning Glory Melatonin is down, prolactin is up. So is the baby, fussing, wet or hungry or something. It will be a couple of months before I can start … Continue reading
Tempus Vernum, by Michelle Jäger
“I’m going to be honest,” the doctor says. “Your chances aren’t good. Your AMH levels are low, which indicates that your ovarian reserves are low.” My partner squeezes my hand. … Continue reading
Old Fashioned, by Steve Toase
The portraits on the staircase plaster were worn and cracked by age, but Medford guessed not all the scars were caused by the passage of time. He had that in … Continue reading
Whiskey and Bones, by A.Z. Louise
Daddy came down off the mountain at dusk, the smell of ozone stars clinging to his duster. It was the longest he’d ever been gone, about half a month. He … Continue reading
The Water-Bearer and the Hawk-King, by H. Pueyo
I Once there was a king, neither handsome nor kind, whose domain extended through the entire Misty Peak. This kingdom, known then as Zaltana, was splendorous, surrounded by a … Continue reading
A Map to a Future Unlike Any Past, by Karolina Fedyk
1. An unwanted blessing. There is a vagabond sleeping in the king’s forests, huddled in a cradle of tree roots. If you creep upon them when they don’t expect it—and … Continue reading
Heavy Reprises of a Dark Berceuse, by Priya Sridhar
I. Moderato General Tanager pressed a gloved hand to the nearest pillar and studied the lines that formed beneath it as she left a smouldering print. She curled her lip … Continue reading
