Short Story

The Exile

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Introduction

Genre: High Fantasy Word Count: 3700 Words

Banished and betrayed by his homeland, the Exile searches for redemption in the wreckage of a world he failed to save.

The Exile was first published in December 2024. This story is set in the world of Crystal Empire.

The Exile

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The gentle rocking of the little wooden rowboat in the lake along with the soft splashing of oars in the water that evening was almost relaxing. It had been two months since escaping the Labyrinth, and tonight was normally the night of the Turning. Nobody was quite sure what to expect this evening, and Mal was just as ignorant as everyone else on this side of the Wall. He rested in between the boat’s first two benches, back against the hull, watching the stars and listening to the lapping of the water. Once, he would have gleefully dozed off in a boat like this, but sleep did not come easy lately.

Sunbuilders

Introduction

Genre: Space Opera Word Count: 2000 Words

Far away, at the edge of space and the end of time is the world of Rhial, one of the last vestiges of terrestrial life anywhere in the dark, star-less universe. It is a cold, harsh world, where person’s worth is measured in heat. While the world’s leaders know full well they live on borrowed time as the universe spins down, and are determined to eek out what living they can until then, many of traders and explorers who wander the ice insist the stars will return.

Harbor Justice

Introduction

Genre: Urban Fantasy Word Count: 2400 Words

It’s a cold night on the hard, unforgiving streets of Terinu, and nobody seems to realize it’s a holy day.

Harbor Justice was first written in December 2014.

Harbor Justice

Dit could see the wisps of his breath in the white glow of the Harbor Bridge’s glyphlamps. Mother had probably let the boys build too big a fire while she set out preparations at home. Hopefully the house still stood. Maybe one day he could get one of those glyphstoves like Varino’s had, then he wouldn’t have to worry so much when he was gone. He took a deep breath, and sighed while looking down the canal to the black harbor beyond. If he buttoned up his worn brown coat, he could enjoy the quiet a few moments longer.