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The Wistful GridAct I "Tell me again what you are going to do, Alice." The voice belonged to the Magistrate, but it came from the paper, stiff and yellowed, sitting on the metal tray of the riveter’s workstation. Alice Cavett looked up from the plan, her hands still stained with the grey dust of the dune country that was slowly...0 Comments 0 Shares 2 Views 0 Reviews
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The Pale BonsaiChapter One Does a tree know when it is bleeding? Ondine Patin stood in the damp dark of the fish market’s freezer room, the air so cold it burned her lungs, and watched the Pale Bonsai on the shelf. It was a strange thing to keep in such a place, a small, gnarled tree with bark the color of old ash, but it had belonged to her grandmother, and now it was hers. The ice crystals on the glass...0 Comments 0 Shares 2 Views 0 Reviews
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The Distant SummerDo you think the hand knows it is broken? I ask this because the knuckle throbs with a rhythm that is not quite my own. It is a low, wet pulse, distinct from the hammering of my heart in the chest. I am Ibrahim Garba, twenty-four years old, and I am walking toward the capital to clear a debt of blood and scrip that the state has assigned to my name. My left hand is wrapped in rags that have...0 Comments 0 Shares 2 Views 0 Reviews
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The Golden GreenhouseAct I The tide pulls the salt roads dry at dawn, exposing the bones of the drowned villages. Customs agents in grey wool check the tithes of memory at the bridge, a structure paid for twice by the town council. I am June Cranfield, the revenuier, and the light is failing fast on the linoleum of my office. "June, the deed is in the old tongue," said the new security guard, his badge still shiny....0 Comments 0 Shares 2 Views 0 Reviews
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The Pale VerdictThe parchment was heavy, the kind of vellum that felt less like paper and more like dried skin under the thumb. You held it in your left hand, the one that had carried the weight of the kingdom’s judgment for twenty years, while your right hand rested on the hilt of your sword, not out of necessity, but out of habit. The seal was pale, a waxy disc of bone-white that seemed to absorb the grey...0 Comments 0 Shares 2 Views 0 Reviews
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The Golden Circuit"Stop polishing that thing. It’s not getting cleaner, Sakura. It’s getting duller." The voice came from the doorway, sharp and brittle as the slate half-erased on the desk, a school slate from a life before the palace, before the knife, before the fire. Sakura Matsumoto did not look up. Her cloth moved in a tight, circular motion against the brass, the friction warm and gritty under her...0 Comments 0 Shares 2 Views 0 Reviews
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The Faded ChronicleChapter One The highway cut through the cane fields like a scar that refused to heal, and the trucks idled in long, rumbling lines that stretched back toward the warehouse district where the sugar was pressed and the air tasted of wet chalk and diesel. I worked the night shift at the middle school cafeteria, a job that required less skill than patience, standing over the steam tables while the...0 Comments 0 Shares 2 Views 0 Reviews
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The Pale Bridge"Finish it before the moon touches the water, or you are finished." Joon-ho Oh did not look up from the parchment. The words of the man, the Abbot, hung in the air like the scent of iron and old paper, a cold, sharp fact that settled into the marrow of the boy’s bones. Joon-ho was twelve years old, though his hands looked older, stained permanently with the black soot of the ink and the lead...0 Comments 0 Shares 2 Views 0 Reviews
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The Faded ShieldChapter One I was three feet down in the clay when the mud gave way, sucking the trowel from my grip with a wet, final sound. The rain had not stopped for two days, turning the terraced fields of the valley into a slurry of brown paste that clung to my boots and seeped into the cuffs of my tunic. I pulled the tool free, wiping the caked earth onto my trousers, and looked up at the river where...0 Comments 0 Shares 2 Views 0 Reviews
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