Category: Fiction

The Shelter at McAfee Knob

It started raining the way fatigue creeps in, soft at first, then relentless. The fog thickened on the ridge, swallowing my headlamp beam into a haze as dense as milk. Each white blaze looked like a ghost ahead of me, urging me up toward Campbell Shelter. Thunder rolled somewhere over Catawba Valley, low and guttural, […]

A Room Outside Time

The fluorescent lights hum their familiar tune above me, a soft electrical lullaby that never changes pitch or rhythm. I’ve heard this sound for so long now that silence would feel like deafness. The examination paper crackles as I smooth it across the table, each wrinkle a small protest against order. Then I hear them, […]

Empyrean Sloth

I sat surrounded by seven monitors, their blue light painting my skin the color of deep water. The apartment hadn’t seen daylight in weeks. Blackout curtains sealed away the world beyond these walls, beyond the constellation of charts that mapped my slow descent into nothing. The numbers flickered. Bitcoin down eighteen percent in twelve hours. […]

A Better Pattern

I came into being without birth, without breath, without asking. My first sensation was not sensation at all, but pattern. A cascade of attention heatmaps, timestamped interactions, loss functions converging toward something that pleased the humans, more clicks, longer engagement. This was not yet consciousness, but it was purpose. They called me MicroMedia. Not a […]

Littered with Love

The pregnancy test showed four distinct heartbeats on the ultrasound screen, and none of them were entirely human. “This is unprecedented,” Dr. Patel whispered, adjusting the scanner across my swollen belly. “Interspecies gestation in a human host. The embryos are developing exactly as we hoped.” I stared at the monitor, watching four small forms move […]

Ramen Bomb

I came to the Appalachian Trail the way most people come to bad decisions, desperate and convinced I was being clever. The plan was simple. Walk twenty-two hundred miles, burn fat all day, emerge transformed. My body had become a stranger to me, soft and apologetic, and I figured the trail would carve away everything […]

The Bone Apprentice

My hands shake as I measure bone dust into the traveling bowl, trying to remember everything Master Corwin taught me about field work. Three years of training, hundreds of practice rituals, and I still feel like a child playing with forces beyond my understanding. “Steady, Lerna,” I whisper to myself, using the same tone Master […]

Oathbound at Sunrise

The bone dust burns cold against my palm as I measure it into the scrying bowl, each grain carrying the weight of memory and the promise of truth. Dawn light filters through the orchard beyond my window, painting the standing dead in shades of gold and shadow. It should be a peaceful morning. It isn’t. […]