“Today is the day,” he told himself as he ascended the stairs to the Hummingbird’s quarterdeck. “Today is the day.” Poleax repeated this mantra ad nauseum, whether aloud or in his head, day in and day out. Today wasn’t the day. It never was, but he never stopped trying to convince himself otherwi...
a woman’s voice shouted. When they saw that the man leading the horse was not one of their own, the voices fell to murmurs that echoed along the cavern walls and reached Daxin’s ears in an indiscernible jumble. So there were other people down here. A lot more, by the sounds of it. The three bandi...
Don’t ask me why I was born with telerium-laced bones, skin the consistency of synthetic cloth, or bundles of polymer fibers for muscles. My veins are like fish tank tubing, my tendons and cartilage like hard rubber. Any given part of my body is twice as sturdy as a human’s. Yet somehow it all wo...
His belly was sick and his bones felt like twisted rags. He’d been living under the terrible effects of the starwinds for too long now. Plenty of people were feeling their effects, but he always seemed to feel them more acutely than most. Had he been home, he could’ve rested. But I’m not at home,...