When the Oracle Speaks – Albert Chu
One year after the war’s end, the royal court welcomed a hundred orphan boys into our ranks.
The Final Face – Norah Lovelock
There were seventeen people left between Dia and the end of her commission.
When the Future Calls – Salena Casha – Metaphorosis
Arborify – Cadence Mandybura – Metaphorosis
To the Wild Sea – B. Morris Allen – Metaphorosis
My Little Sister Brigid – Harold R. Thompson – Metaphorosis
For the Love of Wild Things – Mande Matthews – Metaphorosis
River’s Song – Michael Barron – Metaphorosis
Since We Don’t Have Wings – Gwen Whiting – Metaphorosis Magazine
Time, Wolf, Emit, Flow – Anna Madden – Metaphorosis Magazine
Her Spirit Animal – L.A.W. Butler – Metaphorosis Magazine
The Diary of Thisne Ome – Thomas Ouphe – Metaphorosis Magazine
Hope on the Vine – R.E. Dukalsky – Metaphorosis Magazine
Mission and Submission – Will Gwaun – Metaphorosis Magazine
The Otherside of Memory – Kelly Sandoval – Metaphorosis Magazine
Clod-Shodden – J.J. Drew – Metaphorosis Magazine
There were many in the beginning, dozens of basil seedlings basking under the warm sky and nodding dreamily at one another as if to say, “you’re growing, as am I, and that is right and good. via Pocket
Revitalized – Jason P. Burnham – Metaphorosis Magazine
As she trudged down the alley, out of sight of the grey uniforms, Cenessa saw a small puddle. But how? via Pocket
Seven Scraps Unwritten – L. Chan – Metaphorosis Magazine
The first catechism of Eulalia is DIVERSITY LEADS TO STRENGTH. Its sigil is a square made of four interlocked components, reminiscent of hands each grasping the wrist of the next, forming a box. via Pocket
The Draining – Matt Hornsby – Metaphorosis Magazine
It is strange to imagine that serpent-men might love serpents. After all, they go to great lengths to wreak destruction on the beasts, travelling far out on the fickle and changing sea to slay them. One might not imagine, too, that serpent-men love …
Donald Q. Haute, Gentleman Inquisitator, and the Peril of the Pythogator – David A. Hewitt – Metaphorosis Magazine
Inquisitator’s Log: July 11, 20—; 11:53 pm The Donald Q. Haute residence, Springstump Township The electromail came in the night, heralded by a ping from my desktop computing-box. via Pocket
Donald Q. Haute, Gentleman Inquisitator, and the Peril of the Pythogator – David A. Hewitt – Metaphorosis Magazine
Sonata II: Shailani – L. Chan – Metaphorosis Magazine
Sonata II Shailani – L. Chan – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/38vK5Rj This is part 2 of L. Chan’s novella, Sonata. Part 1 ran in January 2020. What has gone before: Sona has travelled north, up the lawless swathes of the Periphery of the Empire Sound. He’s enlisted the help of Shailani, a former soldier with the Imper…
Sonata III: Canta – L. Chan – Metaphorosis Magazine
Sona, on a quest for vengeance, has enlisted help of the Six Named to play a piece of heretical Music composed by his mother, the Lady Kristyk. via Pocket
The Eighth Fathom – Chris Panatier – Metaphorosis Magazine
The Propagator – Simone Kern – Metaphorosis Magazine
There’s a packet of powder taped to my inner thigh, and it feels like the plastic is burning a hole through my leg. Two police officers wave me towards the chem-detecting archway—one last hurdle before I can board the ferry. via Pocket The Propagator – Simone Kern – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/343ZdEC
There is a City, He Told Me – Evan James Sheldon – Metaphorosis Magazine
There is a City, He Told Me – Evan James Sheldon – Metaphorosis Magazine
There is a city where the outer walls shift and entrances dance away, so that a passerby might think they are merely approaching from the wrong side. via Pocket There is a City, He Told Me – Evan James Sheldon – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/2TqS2TA
Combustion – Kai Hudson – Metaphorosis Magazine
Grow, Divide, Sacrifice, Thrive – Jo Miles – Metaphorosis Magazine
Grow, Divide, Sacrifice, Thrive – Jo Miles – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/39vCMuj The circular driveway at the Randolph family house was already full when Chris arrived, packed tight with cars all the way out to the curb, so Chris parked on the street. via Pocket
Just a Fire – A. Martine – Metaphorosis Magazine