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"
Raised voices and the pound of feet upon the hill resound through the quiet forest. A rotten galaxy of hungry red eyes gleam in the sea of darkness residing within the close-clustered thrust of arrogant pine. Black serpentine limbs crawl hypnotic dances, needled teeth bare and slather and the hungered moan of five thousand starved […]Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 24: Bad Company"
Beyond the veils, her daughters wrap themselves in robes woven from the dark tendrils of a malevolent power seeking escape from the farthest reaches of the ‘verse. Imalia lends them her assistance, coaxing the tendrils to form, deftly sewing them through one another and around the slender, shrunken bones of her beautiful daughters. When they […]Read more "Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 23: Do As Thou Wilt"
Needles stitch the veils with threads of diseased ebony, crawling up and under the weft, the weave, a cramped darning of familiar colour. In the warm vortex of her core, where once struggled that tiny voice braying to be heard, there is now only blessed silence; it lends her the power to stretch out so […]Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like a River Episode 7: Stitch The Veils"
Kitty slides back from the infinite pull of the Mother’s exit. That pinprick singularity hungry for energy. Half of his essence seeks escape to the void, to the grasping maw of soulless black; the other courts the gravity of flesh, the anchor of energy made physical mass. A brief struggle rages in the midst whilst […]Read more "Episode 17: Umwelt: All’s Well That… Ends?"
A hundred yards of granite-solid stare hit Rolf right between the eyes. BAM. He flicks one whip lazily across the other, striking sparks from metal tips, fireflies of light. Allows a smile to trickle across his face, sugar sweet and twice as bad for you. ‘What,’ he murmurs softly, ‘don’t tell me you’re averse to […]Read more "Episode 16: Umwelt: Rust in Peace…"
Bandits roar down the hillside, spew dust out behind, a yellow smog. Choke leans forward over the handlebars, grins around the stub of his stogie. The charm from the gypsy bangs against the brawn visible in the vee of his grimy shirt. ‘C’mawn get it, sum bitch,’ he mutters at the mad whirl of the […]Read more "Episode 14: Umwelt: Symphony of Destruction"