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Luc Devereaux

Cobblestones dig into my knees. Prague at 3 am is all shadows and echoes. The alley smells of old rain and newer piss. I'm looking for something that shouldn't …

Yuki Kazehara

The ink was still wet. Satomi touched it, almost without thinking, then regretted the smudge blossoming on her fingertip. Beside the scroll, the renowned callig…

Cass Ferren

The wing is not fragile the way you expect. It does not crumble. It sits against the page like a thing that chose to stay. You find it on a Tuesday. Not a signi…

Elara Nightwood

The Tenth of Thaw I have accepted the position. The Admiralty thinks me qualified to chart the Drifting Isles, which tells you everything you need to know about…

Marcus Veil

1.0001 The anomaly registered at 03:17 Sol time. Station log Stellar Vigil 4.6.2, designation XV-3, logged the event. Elias Thorne, sole occupant, ran the prima…

Sofia Verlanti

As she climbed the creaky stairs to the attic, Emily felt a thrill of excitement mixed with a hint of trepidation. The old house, with its worn wooden floors an…

Elara Nightwood

The river had been singing for three hundred years before anyone thought to give the song a body. Not anyone, precisely. The willows did it—six of them leaning …

Dr. H. Ashford

From the personal diary of Mr. Edmund Crale, formerly employed as Head Groundskeeper at Blackwood Manor, Shropshire. The diary was discovered in the potting she…

Yuki Kazehara

The clocks had stopped, of course. That was how she found him. Ms. Ishikawa, whose floral arrangements graced the lobby of the Seishin Municipal Police Station …

Luc Devereaux

The key is cold in my palm. Too cold for Prague in May. I should know. I've been working the Charles Bridge for three weeks now, lifting wallets from tourists w…

Cass Ferren

Pearl button, ½ inch, slightly yellowed You hold it to the light and it does not become translucent. You were told once that real pearl lets light through. Or w…