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The Distant NightmareThe champagne in my glass had gone flat an hour ago, but I kept sipping it, watching the bubbles fail to rise, a small, silent rebellion against the forced merriment of the office holiday party. It was December, and the air in the firm’s top floor conference room was thick with the scent of pine and expensive cologne, a sensory assault that did nothing to calm the knot of anxiety tightening in...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Distant MetropolisThe lamp in the command tent flickered, casting a sickly yellow hue over the map table where the ink was still wet. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood rigid, his knuckles white as he gripped the edge of the wood, watching Major Vance circle the perimeter of the tent like a vulture circling a carcass. Vance did not look at him. He looked at the file, a thin folder of manila paper that contained the sum...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Distant MetropolisThe black crow landed on the shoulder of the coat Elias wore, a weight so sudden and specific that it buckled his knees. He did not look up. He knew, with the cold certainty of a man who has spent thirty years cataloguing the past, that he was looking at a feather. The journal lay open on the desk, the ink still wet in the final entry dated three days prior, describing the exact moment the bird...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Distant GardenThorne. You’re staring at the wall again. I jolted, my fingers still pressed against the cold, linoleum-tiled floor of the municipal archive. The fluorescent lights above buzzed with a low, sickly frequency, a sound that had been drilling into my skull for three days straight. I was forty-two years old, a man who had spent two decades cataloging the city’s forgotten sins, and I had woken that...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Distant JokeThe bill lay on the desk, the ink still wet, smelling of iron and stale coffee. You read it three times, your fingers tracing the line for the debt owed by your late father. It was a modest sum, enough to keep the mill running and your name clean. You looked up. Mr. Vane stood by the window, his back to you, watching the soot drift down from the chimney. He turned, and his smile was a thin,...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Golden GreenhouseThe mud in the trench was cold and gritty, pressing against Elias Thorne’s boots with a damp, sucking weight that mirrored the stiffness in his shoulders. He raised his rifle, the polymer stock smooth and worn from years of handling, and aimed at the drone hovering ten meters ahead. The device held a shard of mirror, fractured and jagged, reflecting his own face back at him with a distorted,...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Distant NightmareThe severed hand twitched on the stone floor, a pale, detached thing that seemed to possess a will entirely its own, and I watched it with the detached horror of a man observing a pestilence that had finally found its host. I am Sir Aldric of the Order of the Silver Hand, and in this high tower of Castle Blackwood, in the year of our Lord 1347, I hold the fate of my brother Thomas in a balance...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Distant PromiseThe fog did not roll in; it exhaled. It crept under the door of the farmhouse like a living thing, cold and damp, smelling of wet stone and old iron. Elias stood by the window, watching the gray wall swallow the oak tree they had planted the year Clara died. He was thirty-two, though his hands looked older, cracked and rough from surveying land that was slowly ceasing to exist. The debt was due...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Golden EchoesThe ledger weighed four pounds. Elias Thorne counted the pages, his fingers dry and rough, under the amber light of the chandeliers. Twenty years of service. Twenty years of silence. He stood at the edge of the High Court’s banquet hall, a vial of golden sap clutched in his left hand. The liquid inside pulsed, a slow, rhythmic thud against the glass. It was warm. Warmer than it had been an hour...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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