Report on the Wren Queen’s Dementia, by Rhonda Eikamp
(Content note for suicide) The kind of thing she says Back in those days our birds would give us dreams and then we would know what to do with … Continue reading
The House of the Camphor, by Mina Ikemoto Ghosh
On the way to the House of the Camphor, Tsubomi spotted the three-legged crow. She squeezed Tomie’s hand, pointing as it sprang silent as an apostrophe from a cedar. It … Continue reading
The Capacity to Serve, by Simon Christiansen
Penguins are tiny tuxedo-clad dwarven butlers, looking deceptively fit to serve, but with two useless flippers, incapable of carrying even a simple tray with a cup of tea and maybe … Continue reading
The Litany of Feathers, by Sharon J. Gochenour
Thunderbolt approached the Great Egg with a bit of librarian’s hand in her beak. She bobbed her head, graciously; she shook her small wattles, zealously; she twitched her tail, respectfully; … Continue reading
Wite Cro, by Natasha C. Calder
Thissa tail o’tha Neer-Longago, wen tru things an dreemins stil walkt won b-side th’otha in tha Haf-Wuds. Na person now can visit ther, fer tha Haf-Wuds r longsins rottid away, … Continue reading
Shaman, by Damien Mckeating
I am the dream-bringer and the spell-singer. I travel far and wide, on dawn chorus and eventide. My people listen when I talk, for I walk the pathways of the … Continue reading
Kairo’s Flock, by Avra Margariti
The north wind through the mountains flutes its reedy tune at night. Ocean-salted rain crushes down the cottage’s roof like the fists of gods. The birds are agitated, but this … Continue reading
City of Wings and Song, by Sara Norja
A whir of wings, a stir of song. The market is waking. The city of Mereveh has many a market. Set in a low valley just south of the Jagged … Continue reading
With God as Our Witness, by AJ Fitzwater
And lo, the Knights of Heavensgate came upon the Mountain which would launch them towards God, and they saw that it was Good. With marbled sides pink in the setting … Continue reading
A Cream-Broker’s Courtship, by Nin Harris
The Viveks were in the habit of drinking the milk straight from their bovine friends. They had done so for generations. For everybody else, special ceremonies were needed. Pujas were … Continue reading
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