Beyond the Dish
As she stepped into the apartment, the warm scent of strawberries and the faint hint of lemon cleaner enveloped her, immediately transporting her to a different…
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Sofia Verlanti
As she stepped into the apartment, the warm scent of strawberries and the faint hint of lemon cleaner enveloped her, immediately transporting her to a different…
Yuki Kazehara
Aya Nakata shook out the last of the children’s towels over the lost-property table and heard something small and heavy strike wood. It was not the sound of a c…
Marcus Veil
1. The water level in the Sector 9 transit tunnel stood at 1.4 meters. Elias waded through the dark, the beam of his headlamp cutting a cone through floating mu…
Elara Nightwood
The frost should not have been there. Castor woke in darkness to the familiar weight of flour dust in his throat and found the table marked with silver. A singl…
Dr. H. Ashford
The coffin arrived on a Tuesday, which was already irregular, as museum deliveries came on Thursdays and the receiving dock was staffed accordingly. Mrs. Cecily…
Elara Nightwood
The yew tree had been hollow for three hundred years, and in that time it had held owls, rot, offerings wrapped in linen, and once — according to the oldest sto…
Sofia Verlanti
As she stepped into the kitchen, the warm glow of the oven light caught her attention, a small amber square radiating through the glass. The room was tidy, with…
Luc Devereaux
Rain beads on the case. Black leather, scuffed at the corners. My split lip stings when I lick it. The locker hums. Fluorescent light buzzes like a dying insect…
Marcus Veil
1. The maintenance light on Pump 4-Delta flickered at 0.5 hertz, a rhythmic yellow pulse bathing the corridor in a jaundice glow. Elias knelt, his knees clickin…
Yuki Kazehara
Mina Hoshino arrived with shellac under her fingernails and the distinct hope that nobody would notice. The museum was still closed. Mist lay over the river beh…
Cass Ferren
The freezer opens with a sound like a seal breaking. Not dramatic. Not the gasp of a coffin lid. Just the soft adhesive pop of rubber pulling from rubber, frost…
Elara Nightwood
The fish began to swim backward three nights before the flood season ended. Kael noticed it first in the blue lantern—the one she kept above her workbench where…