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Luc Devereaux

The dish towel is pink at the knuckles. Fabien doesn’t look at his hand. He looks at the envelope. Manila, A4, sealed with a strip of packing tape that’s alread…

Elara Nightwood

The dress arrived with the morning tide, draped across the old stone marker at the edge of the marsh where Mara's mother used to count herons. It was still reco…

Sofia Verlanti

As she stood alone in the kitchen at 6 a.m., the warm water washing over her hands, Emma felt the weight of the day ahead. She was washing a chipped blue mug, i…

Marcus Veil

1. The hydrostatic pressure alarm chirped, a flat, insistent tone that scrubbed against the interior of Lena’s helmet. She ran a gloved hand over the cold, swea…

Yuki Kazehara

The umbrella had no owner. That was the first thing Kenji Matsuda noticed when he knelt to collect it from the waiting area at Namba Station. Rainwater pooled i…

Dr. H. Ashford

The smell reached her before the light did. This is what Mrs. Ruth Ellery recorded in the notebook she kept in her cardigan pocket — the small green Silvine tha…

Cass Ferren

The wardrobe smells like naphthalene and something under it. Cedar, maybe. Or just wood remembering damp. You open both doors because one alone felt like prying…

Sofia Verlanti

She wrapped her fingers around the delicate handle of the first teacup, a gift from her grandmother, and dunked it into the warm soapy water. The gentle clink o…

Marcus Veil

1. The air scrubber hummed, a low thrum against the pervasive silence. Elias checked the atmospheric processor’s readouts. All nominal. 12.7% oxygen, 87.3% argo…

Elara Nightwood

The unicorn had stopped correcting people about what it was approximately three hundred years before it was captured, which meant it had been quiet for a very l…

Luc Devereaux

Cold rain drips from my eyebrows. The flickering neon sign of the *Café de la Nuit* reflected in the rain-slicked cobblestones. An ornate key, discarded, glints…

Sofia Verlanti

The community garden, tucked away in a forgotten corner of the city, had seen better days. Once a vibrant oasis, it had fallen into disarray, its beds overgrown…