Adelaide

The Girl Who Held Up the Sky By Garon Whited   Adelaide held up the sky. Nobody asked her to, but she was a conscientious girl and a helpful one.  When she was six years old, she saw the cracks run through the sky, so she raised her hand and held it up to keep...

Jerry Chapter 2

Jerry Chapter 2   Jerry froze, space-gauntleted hand still on the hatch lever. Debris, he thought.  If the gravity is out, pieces of drifting debris could have impacted on the other side of the hatch, making it sound as though someone knocked. The knocking came...

Jerry

Jerry by Garon Whited   Jerry woke with a headache, a nosebleed, and a terrible whistling in his ears.  Against his better judgment, he opened his eyes. The turret was a mess. Red light pulsed everywhere from the emergency circuit.  Several pieces of...

Lights

Lights by Garon Whited   “He’s been here.” “How can you tell?” “I can feel it.” “Feel it.  Hmph.  At least I smell things.  You just feel them.” A cold wind blew past the travelers, rippling their garments.  Dust swirled around high, black boots—black under the...

Witch Hunting by Garon Whited

Witch Hunting by Garon Whited               The rain pattered on the roof.  Wind whistled in the eaves.  Occasionally, a branch on the north side slapped against a shutter with a clattering noise.  The smoke from the chimney whipped away in vortices, scattering...

Mary’s Log

Mary’s Log by Garon Whited “Diogenes?” “Yes, Dean of Knives?” “Save that for when Eric is around, will you?  Call me ‘Mary,’ please.” “Preferences updated, Mary.  What can I do for you?” “Can I open a private file?” “Certainly.” “I mean, a private file Eric doesn’t...

Christmas Presence

Christmas Presence by Garon Whited   I try to mind my own business.  I really do.  But sometimes it’s hard to walk by on the other side. When I saw him, I first thought him a failed mall Santa, thin of frame and pale of cheek.  The red suit was faded and worn,...

Hospital

Hospital by Garon Whited Slade knocked on the door, rang the bell again, and shouted. “It’s me!” Something inside snicked and the door came open.  Doctor Wagner pulled Slade inside quickly and slammed the door, bolting it. “It’s almost midnight, Doc.  What’s the...

Summoner

Summoner by Garon Whited “By Naz’rathkelos!  By Kathulluachor!  By the Sacred Name of Berekolovoth!  I summon thee!  I summon thee!  I summon thee!” The cowled wizard brought his hands down sharply.  The intricate diagram on the shone a pale, lambent blue.  The...

No Angel

No Angel by Garon Whited “This is Adam-Charlie-Three requesting backup at—” “Don’t do it, kid.  This sort—” “—Sixteen-Eighteen Willow Street, Longbranch Apartments.  Suspect—” “—of thing isn’t—” “—armed, with hostages!” “—going to end well for him.” “Sarge!” declared...

Mars

Mars by Garon Whited I strapped on the scuba tank and tested the valve.  There was the faintest of hissing sounds as the tank leaked a thin stream of air into the helmet.  I already had the temperature-control spells on myself and on the air tank, but a little...

Leisel

The woman fell when pushed, her hands outthrust to take the brunt of the impact with the flagstones.  She raised her head and tossed black hair back from her face to glare at the man atop the dais. “You’re making a terrible mistake.” The man smiled, mirthlessly.  One...

The Well

He was a young man, I thought.  I didn’t even shave, at the time, but I still thought he was young.  Rich, too, with fancy armor and a fancy sword and fancy cloak and the biggest horse I’d ever seen.  I didn’t think much of him the first time I saw him.  Maybe because...

From Apocalypse to Apocalyptica

[Between Knightfall and VOID] One of the problems using inter-universal gateways to scavenge resources is finding the resources. Never expected to hear that, did you? So, here’s the deal.  Diogenes opens up small gateways, sticks a long, thin rod through.  A bunch of...

This Army

I ignored the loudmouth.  I’ve suffered worse than some schmo yelling at a movie theater screen.  I felt sure he would quiet down once the picture actually started. Down front, however, someone else wasn’t quite so tolerant.  The theater didn’t have handicapped...

Love of Halloween

Halloween is my favorite time of the year.  The nights are cooler and longer, for one thing.  Bugs have mostly packed it in for the winter.  Leaves are changing color if they haven’t gone all autumnal already.  Best of all, I get to leave off the theater makeup, cut...

Christmas is a Long Night

Eric spent Halloween eyeballing some would-be wizards at a Halloween party on one of the mundane Earth-worlds. Whatever happened to that? Well… I, on the other hand, simply stood by, watching and waiting as they worked themselves to exhaustion. I was more than a...

Halloween, 1956

I remember when I was in the late October of 1956.  One of them, anyway.  I was staying in a quiet little neighborhood reminiscent of my old place, when I lived in the Ardent farmhouse.  I was looking to sit quietly and think, maybe recapture a little of the...

Christiana

The Debriefing Three figures stood in darkness, the points of a triangle, above the circle of light.  The subject of their scrutiny looked up and spun slowly, regarding each in turn.  She paused when one of the figures spoke, voice reverberating slightly in the...

Ants

Ants everywhere. The crawling little bastards bite and sting.  I suspect they also have a type of ultrasonic communication—I think I can almost hear some sort of high-pitched tone.  It’s more of a feeling around my inner ear, rather than something I can actually hear....

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