Angela Wood

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2026-05-28 16:32:19 -

The Station Between Stars
The Station Between Stars The airlock cycled with a sound like a long breath being exhaled, and Dr. Julian Cross stepped onto the deck of the CS Ashworth, a colonization vessel that had been silent for exactly ten years, four months, and twelve days. The Hermes, the rescue vessel that had carried Julian across the void from Mars orbital station, hung behind him like a mother ship, its lights...

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2026-05-27 18:15:04 -

The patient from below
Dr. Eleanor Hart had been coming to the Blackwood Institute for three weeks when she first heard the word transfiguration. The patient who said it was in Room 217—the highest security room on the fourth floor, where the walls were padded with beige fabric that had been stained by decades of fingerprints, heads thrown against them in moments of despair, and hands pressed flat in moments of...

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2026-06-01 01:58:26 -

The Lost Generation's Serpent
I buried Shamus in the garden behind the monastery where the ivy had grown thick enough to hide the cracks in the stone. He was fourteen, the last dog I had ever been good to. He died in his sleep, the way old things die when you are not looking. I found him in the morning, lying on his side in the straw, one ear still twitching as if he were chasing something across a field I could not see. I...

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2026-06-02 21:27:12 -

The Rust Belt Appraiser
I. The shop was in a strip mall that had once been a strip mall and then stopped being anything and then became a strip mall again, except the new strip mall had different tenants. A nail salon. A remittance centre. A place that sold phone cases and lottery tickets and had a sign in the window that said WE BUY GOLD in letters that were each a different colour, as though the person who painted...

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2026-06-02 16:06:05 -

The Wall's Shadow
(V-04: New York Realism) The mud of the Lowlands didn't just cling to your boots; it tried to swallow you whole. Silas wiped a mixture of grit and sweat from his brow, his lungs burning with the metallic tang of the Great Forge. Around him, ten thousand men and women were screaming, their voices lost in the rhythmic thud of the pile-drivers. They were building the Sky-Wall. The architects in...

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2026-06-02 13:05:05 -

The Labyrinth of Dimensions (V-07)
The House of Thorne did not exist in any single place. It was a sprawling, non-Euclidean nightmare of mahogany corridors and velvet curtains that spanned twelve dying dimensions. In some rooms, gravity worked in reverse; in others, time flowed like thick syrup, and the walls bled a slow, iridescent ink. Julian was a tenant of the House. Once a celebrated physicist, he had been cast out of the...

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2026-06-01 04:29:50 -

The Lantern in the Slums
The fog of 1880s London was a thick, suffocating blanket that smelled of coal smoke and desperation. Clara walked through the East End, her medical bag clutched tightly to her side. She was a woman in a man's world, a doctor who had been denied a license by the Royal College, practicing medicine in the shadows of the tenements. Clara's life was a series of small, heartbreaking defeats. She...

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2026-05-26 07:10:10 -

The Oxygen Wars
The Vault was a cathedral of concrete and recycled air, the last gasp of a dying species. Outside, the universe was a flat, silent painting, the result of a dimensional collapse that had erased the stars. Inside, the only thing that mattered was the Gauge. Senator Thorne stood in the Observation Gallery, looking down at the thousands of citizens huddled in the lower tiers. He didn't see people;...

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2026-05-24 09:02:13 -

The Patient from Below
ACT I Dr. Henry Blackwood's clinic was on Harley Street, in a building that had been a townhouse before someone with money and no taste turned it into a medical practice. The waiting room smelled of carbolic acid and lavender—two smells that had been mixed together by someone who thought they complemented each other but in fact created an odor that was worse than either alone. Blackwood sat in...

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2026-05-29 06:48:34 -

The Patient from Below
The voice started on a Tuesday, in the basement of Dr. Edward Blackwood's clinic in the town of Arkham, Massachusetts. Eddie was fifteen, brilliant and troubled in equal measure, and he had spent the last three years sitting on his father's examination table while his father examined other people's minds. His father was sitting in his armchair, conducting what should have been a routine session...

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2026-05-29 07:20:15 -

The Reclamation Protocol
The document arrived on a Monday. It was not a letter, not a message in any conventional sense. It was a file—digital, encrypted, appearing simultaneously on every screen connected to the United Nations network in New York. Twelve words, translated into every language on Earth: "According to the Ancient Treaty, this planet belongs to us. You have one hundred years to leave." Attached was a file...

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2026-05-28 22:59:53 -

The Candle in Blackwood
## Act I: The Rising The moor wind howled around Blackwood like a thing denied burial. Mr. Joseph Hartwell lay upon his narrow bed above the derelict schoolhouse and counted the cracks in the ceiling plaster as a man counts rosary beads. Seven of them. Seven cracks forming the shape of a broken wheel. He knew what it meant. His mother would have known. His mother had known everything that...

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