by Rhian Waller
I couldn’t hear Mam or Dad anymore.
Damp was soaking through my jogging pants and my fingers were scuffed and sore. I cwtched my knees up to my chest and set my chin between them. It was cold, and the wind ran spirals around the heap. When I looked up I saw clear sky. The moon was in its last quarter and not so bright that it smothered the starfire.
Something shuffled to the left of me and my spine snapped as straight with shock. There might be foxes out here, or a badger with jaws like a vice.
‘Who are you?’ said the thing beside me, and I almost swallowed my tongue.
by Zachery Kain
Imagination can kill….
by Allan Dugas
Blood makes for strange allies.
Got an acceptance! Yay!
“A Nighttime Business Arrangement” will appear in Silver Blade #4, August 30, 2009.
Ever wondered how Yavar managed to “arrange” that deal with the nobles she bragged about in Episode 10 of
by Natasha Bennett
Two sisters are trapped in an abandoned school, with
a spirit who wants to punish them for being bad.
Three more stories sent out into Submission Limbo and one 1-day rejection.
I only have one Silverblade Prophecy episode left to finish (Yay!). Then I can focus on getting enough paying work done to afford the trip to Dragon*Con as well as have a little for Context.
Also, the first episode of Tom Crean: Sailor on Ice went live on May 18. Yours Truly did a few background vocals on it.
Hmmm, looks like I have a portfolio of voice acting clips now….
“Mr. Raccoon Eyes”
by Brian Rosenberger
There is an art to his deception,
by Nerine Dorman
Aleister prowls the N9 National Road through the South African Karoo, in his 1948 Hudson Commodore. However, he may be picking up more than he expects to while searching for worthy prey.