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Dr. H. Ashford

From the private diary of Dr. Edmund Caswell, 7th November, 1902. 7th November — past midnight — Thornbury Grange, Wiltshire I arrived at the Grange at eleven o…

Sofia Verlanti

As she stepped into the house, the weight of her hospital shift still clinging to her like a damp shroud, she was met with an unexpected sight: her ex-husband, …

Yuki Kazehara

By half past four, the rain had found the gap above the municipal archive window and was dripping, with steady civic patience, into a chipped umbrella stand no …

Marcus Veil

1. 05:22 ZULU. You wake to the sound of the life support rhythm, a heavy, syncopated thump that has begun to skip beats. The air in your quarters is thin, metal…

Luc Devereaux

The locker door sticks. Salt air, rust, the kind of resistance that means someone’s been in here before me. I jiggle the key, feel the tumblers give. Inside: no…

Elara Nightwood

The plaster wept before Maren arrived, which meant the shrine had been waiting. She crossed the lower ward at dawn, when the river fog still clung to the quay s…

Yuki Kazehara

At nine six the next morning, the black pawn was standing on the blue velvet beside a lacquered incense box from the late Edo period, as if it had always belong…

Sofia Verlanti

As she stepped into the apartment, the humid evening air clung to her like a damp shroud, heavy with the scent of blooming flowers and fresh earth. The familiar…

Marcus Veil

1. 02:14 ZULU. The monitoring screen displayed a flat blue sine wave. The readout for sea level at Intake-4 remained locked at 7.0 centimeters. It had held that…

Elara Nightwood

The roads had begun appearing three weeks after Catriona stopped drawing them, which meant the world was remembering something she had tried very hard to forget…

Luc Devereaux

The rain stops at 5:17 a.m. I know because the neon sign above the pharmacy flickers off the same second, like someone pulled the plug on the sky. I shake water…

Dr. H. Ashford

The key was on her person when she went to bed. Miss Eunice Fallow was certain of this — as certain as a woman of thirty-two years and modest but rigorous educa…