Queer Fantasy and Weird Tales for the People
What are you going to do, Sentinel? Run? Turn yourself in? Listen to me.
Chapter Six
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Florence + the Machine, “Cassandra”
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Holy Ground
“There is another ghost in this house.”
Isabel wakes with a start and sees nothing. It’s grown dark, which means she’s slept much longer than she planned, and she’s not entirely sure what day it is now. The translucent form of Arden Geray hovers beside her narrow bed, the sockets of his eyes as dark as the night outside.
For however many blissful, oblivious hours she was asleep, she had forgotten about him. She groans and pushes herself up. “What are you talking about?”
“A spirit,” he says, enunciating carefully as though he is speaking to a child. “It’s just arrived and it’s none too pleased. What are you going to do about it, Sentinel?”
Continue reading “The Book of the New Moon Door: Part Two, Chapter Five”I could not help but think of Phyreios in ruins. Whatever was taking place in this city, no good would come of it, I was certain.
Chapter XIV: The City on the Hill
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Evanescence, “The Chain” (Fleetwood Mac cover)
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“Where is everyone?” Hamilcar asked the crew, the island itself, or the gods, giving voice to the unspoken question we had in common.
No one answered.
A high tide had carried our ship to the harbor, but the six thatched-roof houses and solitary central structure stood well clear of the water, raised up on wooden beams against the possibility of a flood. Their doors were shut tight, and their windows covered. A wind from the sea moved across the sand, but the village was otherwise still.
I led Bran by his halter to the deck and down the plank to the dock, keeping my hand below his chin so he could not turn his head and see the terrifying expanse of ocean surrounding him on three sides. Once his hooves touched solid ground, his body relaxed, and so did my grip. I, on the other hand, felt a nervous energy like crackling lightning in my bones. There was a threat here in this silent place.
“I don’t like this,” Halvor muttered.
Continue reading “Journey to the Water Chapter XIII: Empty Salmacha”The old monk bleeds from lacerations on his face and arms. One side of his thick lenses shows a crack through the center. “Ondir preserve us,” he wails. “This is holy ground!”
The Book of the New Moon Door
There’s a new chapter available on Patreon! If you’re a blog reader, you’ve probably heard my Patreon spiel, but if you’ve got an extra $3 a month, I’d appreciate your support. Otherwise, keep an eye out for this chapter on this website next week.
Queens of the Stone Age, “I Never Came”
Happy Monday!
I’ll have a new chapter of The Book of the New Moon Door up on Patreon tomorrow, and the latest chapter of Journey to the Water will be up here on the blog on Wednesday. Later this week, I’m going to be having a new Reader Poll, so be sure to check back!
Not much else to share this week, though this weekend I am going to a talk by Neil Gaiman, who is one of my favorite authors. The event was originally in 2020 and was rescheduled at least twice. I’m very excited.
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