The Garden of the Blessed Destoryer
The temple bells had been quiet for three days when they finally rang for her. Ishaan felt the vibrations through the marble floor before he heard anything, a thrumming that seemed to resonate in his…
The Hidden Path
The Hidden Path The sun dipped low behind the ridge, painting the trees in honeyed light, and the group finally sprawled into their mismatched campsites like an unruly family reunion. There were six of them,…
Slay
“Jason, What are you doing?” I hear the distant words echo down the corridor and float into my chambers. I clamber to put my hair brush I was using as a microphone down on my…
Apopemtic
This story contains themes or mentions of physical violence, gore, or abuse. The line stretches out across a bleak breaking dawn. It should embody beginnings and life, but instead, to me, it has become a…
Out of the Woods
The day already felt to Noah like he was stumbling around in a dark forest. The more he tried to find his way out, the more lost he became. He kept replaying every mistake, every…