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Cobwebs and Catacombs: A Sisters’ Story


Cobwebs and Catacombs: A Sisters’ Story Dorymyr lived above her antique shop, the Antique Barn, in a refurbished studio space suitable for her large frame. Her bed room, kitchen nook, and living space were two or three times that of ordinary ones. They needed to be: Dorymyr was an ant arachne, half woman from the…

The Pulver Chronicles – 48. Can’t Help But Wonder Where I’m Bound


The sun was present most days during the first part of the journey, though the temperature remained in the low averages for the fall. Said journey was uneventful, which Jackson partly regretted: something happening would have snapped him out of the nostalgia he felt whenever they came across a familiar place, such as when the…

Broken by war and reborn through purpose.


World War III. No one thought it’d happen. And yet, it did. Vying for resources and political instability, countries from across the globe plunged the Earth into a radioactive hellscape. Then, as if the world caked in soot and ash weren’t enough, a Coronal Mass Ejection had rendered the world so heavily reliant on electricity back into the pre-electric era. With the world left in a near irreparable state, the few surviving humans seek shelter underground.

And not just to get away from the desolate, snow-covered surface.

(My entry for a writing contest held by Unit_zero on Discord.)