Mimic

The red orc's name is Dur, or possible that was just the sound his mother made when he was around, either or he came to answer to it. Dur stands over a box of pizza. Antonio's Pizzeria is scrawled on top in red bubbled cursive with a generic Italian chef holding a cartoon pizza in …

The Curse of Nokis

Every generation Nokis is there to die. Why? He ran. According to Ares that made him a coward. Fuck Ares. Nokis had had enough. He is sinewy muscle and gold skinned from ten years fighting a war. The dirt and blood and disease and the constant pang of gut crunching fear. Injury and infection. Blistered …

NGC 6814

"There are definitely humans in that thing." It was a strange comment about the fast approaching Galaxy. One which gave the crew who heard it pause. The first mate a man most called Watty, whose given name was Saul, turned to the Chief Engineer and smirked, the small dark skinned man he had come to …

Droken

Droken sits a bit away from the rest of his party. He is thinking about stuff that bothers him. He decides elves bother him and he doesn't like them. He thinks they are shiny and smell like flowers and they look too soft and their hair shimmers like cloudless nights after a deep snowfall. As …

The Amberg

  By 1944 the Polish resistance has been crushed. Half a million of Warsaw’s citizens are dead rotting in destroyed building or in plain sight on the street. The survivors of what was once a vibrant cityscape scurry about like vermin in a living nightmare. They look for any way to survive, but know death is …

Malice

There in the dark is a great malice. It is bent upon the small group of adventurers. She is a hungry malice. A malice within a fierce web, biding it's time, waiting for one of the fools to stray, get caught so she can attack. Hunger brays inside her giant black body, the anticipation is …

From Below

Ancient Spaceship by Tomasz Strzalkowski     Man aspired for the stars by digging deep into the earth. Instead of the heavens they got hell. Some said it was the metal that called to the nightmares, others said it was hubris. Space was for the Gods. Man was meant to stay put. But now man …

Red Moon

'Red Moon' by: Dominik Mayer   The moon is red with blood. It's a happy omen. The Gods smile down on them tonight. In their wake they leave a devestated city. The fire burns hot. The smoke glows orange with the coals. The smell of roasting carcasses is heavy on the wind as they move …