Author: technesis

Cold Winds 0

Cold Winds

She awoke to wind and to cold. Empty buildings and cracked streets wound out before her. It was all familiar—wasn’t it?—like a memory of home. Dark clouds rolled overhead, with just the barest hint...

Fate and Such

Fate and Such

It wasn’t supposed to be a difficult mission. The Commonwealth had just told him to deliver a letter. That was supposed to be it. Out of all of the tasks they’d had him complete,...

Dipped in Snow

Dipped in Snow

It was cold on the mountaintop. The winds bit into the little boy’s skin like so many ravenous beasts. His feet sank into the churning snow and each step was laboured. And his left...

Take the Next Bus

Take the Next Bus

I met death at a bus stop, on a cold Thursday evening. I think she thought it an apt metaphor. She was a rather disappointing figure, I must say, no black cowl, no scythe,...

Episode 9 – Flashes of Time

Malik tried to suppress the faint whirling red of irritation that crawled across his skin as Abraxas dabbed at his arm. A green salve pressed between the cracks that ran along his shoulder, feeling...