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 quickly in the...

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...

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...

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...

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...

Hobbies: Pre and Post “Mortem”

As a junior professor of physics and computer science, Eric used to enjoy going to parties with grad students so he could watch them drink too much, with the usual levels of mirth associated with that.  Afterward, he drove people home and poured them into their...

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