Tag: Story
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The Work to Which I Put My Hands
by Mary Alexandra Agner in Issue 70, November 2017 The fires under my skin burn less and the tightness eases out of my sternum as I walk. Hisra and Fre, the mother goddesses, are making it clear I am moving in the right direction: toward the mesa in my visions from Hisra, straight through the…
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Out of Dijau
by A. S. Alexander in Issue 70, November 2017 The tall grass was like a field of knives, marking Nnene’s dark skin red. There was no time to worry about such things, though. Things would be much worse if she did not keep moving. Despite the danger they brought, she did not hate the centaurs. It…
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Count Three Stones
by Melanie Bell in Issue 69, October 2017 Through the door of the cave dwelling, we were watching. Demet had nudged the leather aside just enough to see and just little enough so we wouldn’t be noticed. Aunt Alay’s back was to us as she bent over the stone table, curved down towards the bread…
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Mordant and Mast
by Alexander Leger-Small in Issue 69, October 2017 Big bellied ships blocked the sky above Braten-town harbor. Every morning Ysma woke to their shadowing promises. When tasks brought her to the water – receiving a shipment of raw-cloth or some other errand for Mistress – she knocked barrels and crossed fingers two times two, a charm…
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The Thirst of Untus
by Sam Beaven in Issue 68, September 2017 My name is Lossn. I am a failure. I sat across the table from the too-fat man who sweated in the heat, decadently shedding water through his brown skin, typical of the cultured city-folk. He wouldn’t last long in the desert, he would be abandoned by his tribe.…