
Twilight of the Gods
Graham McNeill
He opened his eyes, and he was once again atop Xuuyan as the deadly axe arced towards the ground. A hard bang of displaced air echoed behind him as the fleeting portal closed.
Graham McNeill
He opened his eyes, and he was once again atop Xuuyan as the deadly axe arced towards the ground. A hard bang of displaced air echoed behind him as the fleeting portal closed.
Phillip Vargas
Vannis stood over him, ready to strike again.
“What are you doing?”
“What needs to be done,” said Vannis, his face contorted by anger and grief.
More than anything, she wanted to turn her eyes. It is my duty to witness his passing. He was a great man, but he has failed. The universe demands—
Gangplank rose.
Taliyah reached out to the thick wall to steady herself. She gasped. The stone throbbed beneath the flat of her palm.
John O’Bryan
I won’t lie to you, small fry—it’s your parents.”
Vex’s eyes rolled so hard they nearly fell from their sockets. “Ughhhhh, what about ‘em?”
Why did Uncle Milty even care what her parents thought?
Michael McCarthy
Eerie pulses of light filter into the sky, as the construct-creatures heave themselves up into the Shuriman night, screeching and drooling. I steady myself, charging the energy inside my shoulder pods.
I grit my teeth, and release it.
When he was but a few paces from the sandbar, he drew his spirit blade, readying his strike.
Suddenly, a distressing sound stayed his hand. It was a shrill, ghastly cry, emanating from the very air itself.
Images of the protolimb pervaded my sleep. Its beauty and singular purpose arrested in tragic failure. But what if it could be more?
Graham McNeill
Dana Luery Shaw
Aaron Dembski-Bowden
Kegan cursed as he buckled his bag into place. He started towards her, moving lightly over the dark earth and scree.
Odin Austin Shafer
The man crept to the front door and opened it tentatively, curious to investigate the strange beauty lurking outside his window. He approached her on the lawn with great apprehension, and greater anticipation.
Jared Rosen
You’ve seen it a hundred times, probably two hundred since the Claw hit up north. Regular folks going mad at the fairest hint of magic.
Point is, that’s around when everything went bad.
David Slagle
Anthony Reynolds
An echo of memory rose in Lucian’s mind, as sudden as a knife strike.
“But how do you fire it?”
Meaghan Bowe
Michael McCarthy
Because getting into Weh’le is hard… but getting out is even harder.
Weh’le is a phantom port, a hidden coastal village, protected by the mystical properties of Ionia.