Cumulonimbus
The clear blue of the mountain lake was shadowed by the flames of the Pyromancer. The orange-white tongues galloped across the foliage, burning as bright as the full moon that arched above, and bore...
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“You should come with us.” The group gathered by Farmer Jacob’s door was a hodgepodge lot. The speaker, an elderly woman with thin frazzled hair and finger-less gloves stood at the head and at the...
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The cocoon is semi-translucent, a dusky brown kernel attached to the bark with a single strand of silk. Within, a mass writhes, twisting and pushing at the boundaries in bursts of movement. Then,...
View ArticleLight
Such an important sense – sight. The wavelengths that we see, we see well. A single photon is all that we need to perceive this world in its full coloured glories. The data, it flows, compressed into...
View ArticleDish
It slanted upward at an angle, safely pointed away from the terracotta tiled roofs of my neighbours. Its perforated sides, strengthened by segmental bars, held stern against the wind, even as other...
View ArticleCranes
It is cold. I sit and watch the snow drift in the alcove where I huddle. A snowbank, built up from the overnight fall, provided me with a wind break that nevertheless gave off waves of the icy chill....
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There was something in the wind that dulled my senses, that pulled at the roots of my hair. I rubbed a hand over my scalp, trying and failing to dispel the tingling. The ship on the edge of the...
View ArticleHut
The shadow of a monk seen through parchment windows flickered with the light from a nearby brazier. I crouched by the bush and twisted to check on Tong and Liang, both in place on either side of me....
View ArticleJade
Johnny cast a smile on his face and tried to appear delighted with the piece of jade on his grandma’s palm. It was a gift, and he was sure that she’d be offended if he didn’t take it with a bow, so...
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Oh no, too fast. I hurtled down the slope at ever increasing speed. One hand on my beanie, the other desperately controlling my balance, I focused on staying on my feet and riding the slope out. I...
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