It wasn't as crowded as I'd expected, and the five of us were nearly alone toward the back of the bus. I studied the city as we rumbled up a wide street that could have belonged in Los Angeles, threading past skyscrapers, mosques, and a very modern hospital. There was very little conversation, th...
He searched the memories he’d gained from consuming brain matter. Mosquitos they were now known as. They’d been called blood drinkers in his own time, reviled by everyone. Most insects avoided the deathless, but mosquitos were more than happy to drain his blood. They were quite capable of acciden...
It began in the wake of a great flood that drowned the world, leaving but few survivors to reclaim their world. They speak of mighty Osiris, the king of the dead. His wife and sister Isis, mother of Pharaohs and goddess of magic. Their cruel brother Set, god of violence and chaos. Legends speak o...
It was a guilty habit she'd picked up at the Academy on Tigrana, and she did it unconsciously when reading. Fortunately, she stocked a lot of extra styluses for just that reason. She fished a fresh one from her satchel, turning back to her sketch. "Which story are you reading, little sister?" Atr...
Thick spray washed over him, smelling of salt and brine. It felt wonderful. It tasted of freedom. He inhaled deeply, smiling up at the moon’s thickening crescent. There was movement behind him. “I’m sorry.” Liz’s voice was soft enough that he might have missed it if not for his augmented hearing....
Shit,” Blair said, jaw dropping open as he gaped up at the sky. A torrent of competing thoughts rushed through his mind, because what he was seeing explained so much of the history of the western world. “What the hell is that?” Liz asked, shading her eyes as she stepped up next to Blair along the...