2024-06-12
Part of The New Goddess
3872 words (19 minutes)
My thoughts heave and surge like the tide, flooding, claiming, reshaping the world around me. However, so little of this is my design. The world is clay in my hands, but my hands are not alone, and my hands are not even entirely my own. I recognize Velle’s fingerprints here and there, nudging reality in delicate and subtle ways that contrast with my own wild flailing. Something within me lashes out even at those I love, possibly because I love them. My mind has become a kitchen with too many cooks, all of whom hate me.
2024-06-11
Part of The New Goddess
3316 words (17 minutes)
Not what I would call ideal timing for You to indulge Your hunger, Goddess, I have to say. Did You really have so much faith in the three of us, or have You been lying even to me about how in control of Your urges You are?
Stalking Nina and Velle as they descend through the palace, it’s immediately clear that Velle has regained some of her former self. How much, I wonder? I want to believe that her brusque attitude with the princess is a matter of urgency, and that her heart has not entirely discarded the woman she loved just this morning.
2024-06-04
Part of The New Goddess
2952 words (15 minutes)
In truth, I feel nothing toward Princess Canina, despite the effort I put into obtaining a position of service within the palace and the long years I labored to earn this position as her personal attendant.
I have a Plan, and that Plan requires me to earn the confidence of the princess.
2024-05-27
Part of The New Goddess
3470 words (17 minutes)
It’s spring, and I’m seated near father as he introduces to his court a new magician. It is considered auspicious to time announcements of major changes with the Feast of Augury, and so it is the first time most of the assembled guests hear the news that old Magister Lange has passed.
2024-05-26
Part of The New Goddess
3052 words (15 minutes)
I know when my Goddess returns by the way the whole palace comes alive in Her presence. The floor, the walls, even the very air carries a subtle vibration of Her power when She, the beating heart of our home, steps foot inside. My legs buoyed with renewed energy, the anticipation of laying eyes upon Her again carries me onward with quickened steps.
2022-12-11
774 words (4 minutes)
The water churns with the thrashing bodies of countless swimming parasites. It’s hard to get a good look at them like this. All I can pick out is a handful of individual details—tendrils, rows of tiny teeth, beady eyes. I have to put my arm in there and let one choose me.
2022-10-09
493 words (2 minutes)
Pray to the stars, for they are eternal.
Pray for your soul, that the stars may keep it safe when you pass on from this life.
Pray to them in life, if you value the sanctity of your selfhood, that the stars may swiftly find your pure spirit in death.
2022-08-22
957 words (5 minutes)
Your coworker at the Bureau is a faerie. That’s fine, right? Everyone else obviously thinks so—or at least politely ignores this obvious fact—even if letting her roam freely seems to be antithetical to the whole purpose of the organization you work for.
2022-07-10
1486 words (7 minutes)
My colleague and partner—the only one who understands me on any meaningful level—ignores my pleas and my thrashing against these restraints to inject me with the same substance that killed all our test subjects.
She is a monster, and it was me who encouraged her to be so.
2022-06-13
813 words (4 minutes)
“It’s kinda romantic, don’t you think?” the mechanic asks, staring at the massive combat unit.
2022-01-18
1224 words (6 minutes)
I must be careful. It is frighteningly easy to forget what sleeps in my blood, but as long as I take sufficient care, we will all stay safe. I will not need to be caged.
I’ll find the cure for myself, and nobody will need to learn about my lapse of judgment.
2021-12-19
805 words (4 minutes)
I attack myself more with the exfoliating scrub, putting my whole arm into the effort until fatigue precludes continuing.
It hardly seems to make a difference in the hard, scaly patches developing across my arms and legs.
Slathering the moisturizer on, I finish my routine.
2021-12-13
1172 words (6 minutes)
I peer through the glass into the holding chamber. The specimen within paces aimlessly, without purpose or direction, interacting with nothing inside.
“What’s wrong with it?” I ask.
“She’s been restless and agitated like this since we separated her from the others.”
2021-11-18
291 words (1 minute)
The wyrm writhes within your guts, bringing such acute pain that you have to force yourself to bite off the screams your throat involuntarily produces.
You have to remind yourself that you swallowed this thing on purpose—this pain is a necessary step of your symbiotic journey.
2021-11-12
148 words (1 minute)
“I’m worried. You’ve been spending a lot of time gazing at the Midnight Spire lately. Is something wrong?”
I stop on my way out the door. “No, I’m fine,” I lie. I scratch at my arms absent-mindedly and try to control the writhing things under my skin. “I just like it is all.”
2021-10-17
213 words (1 minute)
“Never enough. It’s never enough.”
Mad, scrawled ravings and arcane symbols stretch across papers strewn throughout the room. Lines carved in the wood flooring bear the stains of blood and other unidentifiable fluids.
2021-10-16
184 words (1 minute)
To have stumbled into the favor of some oneiric power is to awake each morning gripped with impulses not entirely your own, mind stuffed with fresh memories from a night of visions more wild and vivid than ordinary dreaming or even waking life.
The thing in your skull stirs.
2021-09-29
785 words (4 minutes)
The screaming of my alarm wakes me up as it does every morning. I feel like hell. Like every part of me was taken apart and reassembled. That’s not unusual, but today I sure don’t feel like I can tolerate going in to work, getting berated, feeling useless, doing nothing of value.
2021-09-22
258 words (1 minute)
When it comes to summoning demons, most folks think of summoning circles drawn in blood or portals glowing brightly in mid-air. Sure, they’re flashy and the most obvious ways to summon a Big One, but that’s not how most demons arrive here.
2021-08-25
88 words (1 minute)
I stare into the mirror, watching the fat slithering shapes writhing under my skin, distorting my face into a grotesque parody of humanity. In a panic, I try squashing them down with my hands, begging them to disappear. They don’t hide under the surface for long before returning.