Down in the Libraryrinth, the Librarian waits. For so long he listened to what came, collated it, and recorded it in the book. Then the man came. The man who was not a man. He came for the vessel. He had to sign for it. Oh but if he […]Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 37: In the Libraryrinth"
Rolf wakes, stifling a scream as nerves driven to hysteria cry out in symphony. Screaming will only make it worse. He moves his head. The crackling of bones and a wave of nausea, deep as seasickness, warn him against trying, but still he persists. He needs to know. Last time he woke, imagining himself to […]Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 36: Face to Face"
Moe watches for a long time after Margo is gone. She’s left a residue. Infinite progressions like chords upon the air he can play to recreate her passage. He’s filled with two absolute certainties. That he wants to help her and doesn’t know how, and that something is missing, something is new. He doesn’t understand […]Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 35: Consequences and Things Forgotten"
Margo hasn’t taken her eyes off the castle. Those clear-cut as an amethyst green irises swirl with shadows, boil with flame. Moe watches her as intently as she watches the castle. He’s worried. He knows Margo. He knows that look. Behind him, he feels the presence of Kitty, the Seraphim. It’s indescribable, but if you […]Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 33: Sacrifice"
In the moments of panic and devastation after the coming of the Shadow, Vespesian has long, bitter minutes to reconsider his position. Standing in his camouflage constructed from crowds of fearful, tear-stricken commoners, he curses the Mother and her damnable whimsy. The Shadow is untrustworthy and should not be in the hands of such a […]Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 34: Game Changers"
Londonium seethes. The rich having long since fled, only those who have no means to escape remain, and they are everywhere. More numerable than the vermin beneath in the vaulted sewers, dressed in ragged imitations of finery, they mill the streets in vague discontent. Their silence, when Margo and company enter through the gates, is […]Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 32: Taken"
Even the quiet mind, even the most disciplined, hears voices of doubt, of fear, of uncertainty. Margo’s is neither. Black rain seeps into her skin, cold as icicles. It settles in that fine space between dermis and muscle, an inner armour of darkness. Margo hasn’t asked for this, she doesn’t know why it’s happening. And […]Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 31: Ontogeny"