Moe would run. He would run until he broke. Until he could not breathe. Until his heart ruptured within his chest. All the way to Rolf. Into the castle. Into danger. Into the Mother’s arms. Into darkness. The devouring shadow. He would run there freely, if it would take him to Rolf. Instead, he walks. […]
Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 40: Trials and Strange Company"The bottle in his hand is too small to feel as heavy as it does. Moe longs to place it back in the cylinder, hide it, but it refuses to be contained, and it desires other hands than his. He can feel its disdain for his touch; feel its desire to be in hands that […]
Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 39: The Devouring Shadow"Vespesian watches from the castle gates as Margo gives herself up. The scheming bitch. If she thinks that by these actions she can get to the vessel before him, she is mistaken. He has his love to guide him, but here, in the shadow of the castle, it has fallen strangely silent. Climbing the walls, […]
Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 38: Light and Shadow"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"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"Imalia drinks in the black rain, bathes in it, body and soul. Her twin daughters, no longer enraptured by the black rain from cloudless skies, have seen her face and cower beside her feet, whimpering. She laughs at them. What mother does not wish to see fear in a daughter’s eyes? Only a fool. Imalia, […]
Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 30: Convergence"Their footsteps on the stairs ringing like bells, Imalia and her daughters scale the inner staircase of the tower. Imalia’s veil whips behind her, a purple cloud. Her excitement fills the narrow space, her impatience bites at it with hungry teeth. ‘Hurry,’ she says, barely out of breath despite the speed of her ascent, the […]
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