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dust folk (3)

The cathedral is an anvil dropped from a great height on the shoulders of the city. Houses and market stalls crowd away from it and heavy blackout blankets blind its openings. Many people

  • James Firkins
    James Firkins
1 min read
sf

underpass

They found her body in the wrong country’s river. The officers grimaced at the stench as they fished her out, eelgrass wrapped around her like the water wanted to keep her.The

  • James Firkins
    James Firkins
2 min read
fantasy

dust folk (2)

Sound had died in that time, Marlowe explained, and the desert folk had dug deep. The nomads rewrote their traditions or they disappeared. Things had made roost in the desert. You heard them

  • James Firkins
    James Firkins
2 min read
fantasy

lunatic moon

Where the moon's threads touched the forest canopy the leaves were manic although the air was still. Tapic's shoulder scraped on the shuddering branches as she climbed. A long keen dagger swung at

  • James Firkins
    James Firkins
1 min read
short fiction

where the snow dies (1.5/2)

Above there was only the unmoving clouds, preserved mid-maelstrom. She was close enough now to see the eye of that frozen storm, which the corpse of the elder tree strained to reach with

  • James Firkins
    James Firkins
1 min read
short fiction

where the snow dies (1/2)

Some mad wizard wanders, they said, up in the old north, in the creaking airless wastes where the owls went. A hunched, arthritic witch (a barkeep drawled), a smirking magician prince (said the

  • James Firkins
    James Firkins
5 min read
fantasy

dust folk

The desert cities shut their gates when the red clouds rolled in over the dunes. Mountainous billows of sand scaled their walls, used their streets as veins, and buckled the roofs of the

  • James Firkins
    James Firkins
2 min read
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