Tag: Gustavo Bondoni
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Iced
by Gustavo Bondoni in Issue 93, October 2019 A toe in the ribs, viciously applied, brought Sangr awake. He was about to snap at the owner of the foot when some memory of the night before came back to him and self-preservation kicked in. Lunk was a big man, and he’d been kind enough to…
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Elemental Questions
by Gustavo Bondoni in Issue 88, May 2019 The guardsman took one look at their clothes and waved them through. Gina smiled to herself, amused to note that the good people of Revenn were just as quick to bow to the trappings of wealth as those of Hell’s Gate. Even their famous proclamations of equality…
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Gina
by Gustavo Bondoni in Issue 77, June 2018 The girl – young, voluptuous, nubile and dressed only in streaks of ceremonial paint –screamed and struggled. She tried to scratch at the jailer’s eyes, but the enormous man simply swatted her attempts aside as he pulled her inexorably towards the red glow of the pit. A…
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Merchandise
by Gustavo Bondoni in Issue 73, February 2018 Sangr shielded his face with his hand. The midday sun beating on the endless ice created a glare that hurt his eyes even through the cloth that covered them. His main concern was to put one foot in front of the other, but he knew that walking…
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For the Light
by Gustavo Bondoni in Issue 63, April 2017 Sweat poured out from under her bronze helmet, clearing channels in her dust-streaked face, but she was too preoccupied to worry about irrelevant things like that on the day she was to die. She faced a difficult task – many difficult tasks, as a matter of fact…