Jurisdiction
Adjutant Santhea had a headache. She had been suffering for days, since before they’d even boarded the FTL transport Sojourner from Clithro. Adjutant Santhea did not like headaches. They made her angry. It was half an hour past zero hundred. Santhea stopped outside a stateroom, her balled fist hovering over the door. Santhea frowned. She was hesitating. Adjutants were trained not to…
Hiatus
I’ll be picking up the story soon. Tonight, I’ve got an ongoing project to complete.
Movement
Imara emerged from another empty, normal dream, and re-entered confusion. The walls enclosed her, all metal, with a strange feel to them; an odd vibration which permeated every part of this place. The bedroom felt smaller than a coffin – yet she had measured it, and it was physically larger than her quarters back home. There was a viewport beside the bed, but the view outside was of endless…
Orders
Maven awoke just after sunrise. A shadowy shape was standing at the food of the bed. She found a sock beside her, and threw it at the silhouette, only to watch it pass straight through and bounce off against the window. ‘That was not nice,’ said the figure, its voice distorted. ‘Just wanting to know for sure if you were there or just a projection,’ Maven replied. By now, the others were…
Hiatus
Going to take a break for this week. Just had endless rows with my Mum. I was telling her about the Renaissance, and she was fucking judging me. Told her about this photo of a leopard catching its next meal, and she was fucking judging me. All the little frowns on her face. Always. So I’ll go and read, because if I’d stayed there watching her fucking judging me, I’d have told her to go fuck…
Together
The Vibram Resort, Clithro ‘Magic is a thing people do,’ thought Maven, as she watched Santhea and the new arrivals loudly conveying their confusion and fear at one another. She pondered the meaning of the words as she watched her new guests. One new arrival was dressed in black. Maven noticed a terrified bird cowering on top of a unit. Gracefully, Maven got up and gestured for silence. She…
Conjunction
Just outside the Vibram Resort, on the world of Clithro ‘So,’ Maven said, looking over the solid ingot in front of her, wrapped in a kind of waxed paper, ‘this is about two keys.’ ‘Yes,’ said the cold-eyed indigenous Reptiloid, gazing down at the diminutive human. ‘Two kilograms of cold-pressed tarkal, wrapped in scan-blocking foil.’ Maven was wearing her human body today, dressed in a thin…
Conjunction
The District of Orgia, in The City of Onas There were five hundred Districts in the City of Onas, and Adjutant Santhea was tired of all of them. Onas, the Ring City, sprawled across seventy five percent of the coastline of Capstone’s only continent. Onas stretched inland upward of a hundred kilometres, a busy metropolis of high-rise arcologies clad in vertical farms, with kilometres of…
Conjunction
Fioracitta, Capital of Lascany Province, Itarra ASALMAS. The name burned in Imara’s mind, bursting from her lips in a sibilant whisper as she snapped to wakefulness in the darkness of the dead of night. She climbed out of her rough cot, brushing straw off her back as she crossed the room, her bare feet cold against the creaking, polished wooden floorboards. The solitary moon shone through the…
Conjunction
Chronicles of Shirae ‘Captain?’ The First Officer’s voice was hoarse from having to be heard over the howling wind. She approached the Captain, who was personally tending to the tiller. ‘Report,’ said Captain Athrea. First Officer Herrin attempted to stand to attention. ‘Captain, the crew reports all attempts to pump the water from below decks have failed. We are taking on more water than…
The Chronicles of Shirae: Aground
‘There is something I would like to know,’ said Master Axan, their voice sleepy. ‘What is it?’ asked Princess Rathi, on their right side in the bed. They listened to the wind as it rattled the shutters in the bedroom, billowing the heavy curtains. ‘Am I doing this thing right?’ ‘What do you mean?’ asked Rathi. ‘I don’t understand what the protocols mean,’ Axan said. ‘I’m allowed one official…
The Chronicles of Shirae: Stormy Weather
‘Captain?’ The First Officer’s voice was hoarse from having to be heard over the howling wind. She approached the Captain, who was personally tending to the tiller. ‘Report,’ said Captain Athrea. First Officer Herrin attempted to stand to attention. ‘Captain, the crew reports all attempts to pump the water from below decks have failed. We are taking on more water than ever.’ ‘Understood,…
The Chronicles of Shirae Returns
Welcome back to The Spiral Room, and the beginning of a new story for The Chronicles of Shirae. We are back in Mid-Sea, with its charming island archipelago surrounded by the coastline of The Thousand Nations, and the island of Exa, a realm of sorcerers led by Master Axan. This story begins, as the first did, with a storm …
Back In January
We’ll be back in January with the return of Master Axan in The Chronicles of Shirae. Happy Holidays, Blessed Yule and have a Happy New Year!
The Chaotician: Enemy
The main gates were wide open. The team entered the premises of Gladwin’s Builder’s Merchants without meeting, or seeing, any kind of opposition. ‘This place is empty,’ said Dawn, as they crossed the yard. ‘I’m grateful for that,’ Penny replied, her hand hovering close to a dangerous bulge hanging from a belt on her hip. ‘No, look,’ Dawn said, gesturing. The gan looked around them. ‘My Dad…