In the Eye of the Sandstorm
A gust of wind stirred up the dust of the deserted street.
Loss
Riding the Train
Riding the hover train this time of night always made me sleepy.
What's a Dwaithelord?
Dwaithelord — an honorific for the tribal leader of a coven of dwarven wraith soul stealers.
Piscans Interruptus
Captain Nestor breathed a sigh of relief as his yacht left the hanger bay of the Vindictus.
Sierra Enigma
It’s never been easy working in the same place where Mom died.
Scrambled
“I hate to bother you, but I have something important to ask,” said the new waitress, setting down my plate of scrambled eggs.
The Bogeyman
Amen.
A Promise Kept
“Damn,” Marnie said as she pulled over onto the icy soft-shoulder and got out, leaving the car running but the door ajar.
Broken
It was a slow night, even for a Tuesday.
Grace Under Fire
Grace raced to the emergency pull station on the other side of the room.
Confession
Murderer! Murderer! I thought I would ne’er hear that word.
Artemis Nightrise
Evie had a problem.