They set out to fight for the sake of fighting. It didn’t matter much to them who was winning when they arrived; they would win when they got there. Guns the size of small ships adorned their hull—this wasn’t even going to be a challenge. Continue reading
Two scientists stood over the glass bottle, ogling it. Neither wanted to touch the thing, for obvious reasons.
“It filters,” one said. Continue reading
Technically, they did all of it legally. Everyone was moved far enough away that they weren’t in any danger. Businesses and workers and the population of the town were given fair amounts of money for their trouble—so, really, it didn’t feel like the gleeful act of mischief that Herbert wanted it to be. Continue reading
This was the discovery of the ancients. The tomes sifted, translated, checked again, then told to the greater community only when they were positive, only when they were certain, that this indeed was the truth of the matter. Continue reading
Several families, couples, even a few wayward homeless people had stayed in that house, but they all left. They all fled, basically, slowly, yes, moving being what it is—but fled just the same from this house. They noticed the hamper, and tried to remove it, and found that they couldn’t. Continue reading
“Oh, I have someone I pay to do that,” he said, putting up his feet on an oak stool. “They handle all my cooking.”
“He pays really well!” came a shout from the kitchen. Continue reading
He sat cross-legged in his chair and peered over his glasses with tired eyes.
“You rang?” he said, sounding like he might laugh any second.
“I’m told you can help me with something?” the merchant said, taking a step forward.
“Oh sure, I can.”
“But will I?” Continue reading
It was a secret. No one could know what he did in his own room when no one was watching. He’d sit there at his computer screen, glance around and behind him.
And only when he was sure that he was truly alone, would he eye that can of soda. Peer at it. Continue reading
Sing a song loudly, and they will hear.
“But who is ‘they?’” he asked, and the narrator looked down at him and quirked his mouth.
“I don’t know, I’m being vaguely biblical, I guess?” Continue reading
So, you all know the gimmick, yeah? A superpower but with a horrible, awful downside? Cool, cool. Then step right up and spin the wheel! You all want superpowers, right? That’s what everyone wants, right? Continue reading
The room was on fire. The chair he had been sitting in was melted from an errant drop of the stuff. His shirt had a stain that was slowly growing into a hole. Continue reading
He knew what he wanted, and thus it was. Walking along the street, the street changed for him. The place was clean, quiet—the world clattered no more. The sounds of the annoying variety had been utterly ceased. Bread smelled extremely sweet if he so wanted. And every store was a bakery that made bread, should it please him. Continue reading
After a moment, after dropping down deep, the wizard Calcif emerged from it with his head swimming. He shook his head from side to side, letting his hair whip around in sharp motions. He rubbed at his eyes; the light hurt them. Continue reading
“When I saw you, the first time, it disgusted me.”
A great thing for a god to say to you.
“But then, well, I saw the point to your meager species.” Continue reading
“What a delicious meal we have made, full of things and places. A bevy of reality spread forth on our plate, salivating those who can process, stomach, digest the unfathomable. Continue reading