T̴͙͝h̵̗̀e̴͕̊ ̷̜͛s̶͝ͅk̷̹̔i̵̪͆é̴͇ś̷͉ ̷͉̃w̴͖͛í̸̞ḽ̷͐l̷̫̄ ̶̺͝n̸͕̓ĕ̵̬v̶̭́ë̶̯́r̴͈̈́ ̵̫̕b̷̗͊e̴̘̿ ̴̣̔f̵͕́r̴̜̽e̸̱͌e̸̙͊.̷̞̀ ̸͍̽ T̶͇̑h̶̦̔ë̶͖y̸̩̏ ̸̟̽s̷̗̅o̶̰̔ü̴̥g̵͉͒h̸̯͌t̵̨̛ ̵̳̌t̸͖̉o̷̞̿ ̶̟̊e̵̮͝s̴̘͊c̵̩͆a̶̘̍p̵̥͐e̷̳̐ ̴̦͋ť̵̢h̵̤̐e̶͚͒ ̷̨̕r̴̤͗ơ̸̝ț̶̅ ̴̬̈ṭ̸̂ĥ̵͖ạ̵͝t̴͙́ ̵͍͑f̸̣̓e̸͚͝s̵̼͂t̶͚̊e̸̼͌r̷̥͆e̷͖͐d̸̞̾ ̸̝̆d̸̝̓e̸̝̐e̵͍̎p̸͉̀ ̴̝̎w̸͙͗ï̶̩t̵͚̽h̶̺͗î̶͇n̵͔͘ ̴̪̂ṱ̴͠h̷̜̑ē̵̹ ̶̦͆b̵̟̄ò̸̯w̶͍͒e̷̥͋l̷̰͒s̸̩͠ ̴̙̊o̸͔͌f̶̙̅ ̴͖̉ṭ̴̊h̷̰̊e̸̝̊ ̷̣͌e̶̝̓a̸̧̐r̶̙̆t̵̰̀h̸̙̀.̷̼̈́ ̸͉̔T̴̗̈́ō̸̺ ̵̳́f̴͉̋l̴̰̎e̸̩̎e̴̪͘ ̷̳͝f̸̨̀r̶̛̰o̷̮͝m̶̙͛ ̷̳̐t̵̻̎ḣ̵͇ẹ̷̀ ̸̞̈́m̴͙͊à̷̪d̷͕̚ ̴̢̇w̶̯̍ḩ̸͑i̸̭̒ŝ̷̗p̶̙͘e̸̻͝ȓ̷̩i̵̳̾n̷̩̿ģ̶̄s̵͙̄ ̷͍̃o̶̘͊f̶̨͛ ̴̭̓t̵̞̋h̷̻̅e̶̤͒ ̵̲̕S̶̟͒p̵̠͒ȅ̸͎a̴͈̎ķ̸̄ë̸͍́r̵̻̈ ̷̨͠ḯ̴̲n̶͖̔ ̵̙̉t̴͓͝h̵̝̎e̶̗̍ ̴͕̈D̵̻̓ȁ̵͔r̶͕̿k̸͚͋.̵͍̈́ ̴͓̈́T̵̬͂o̸̺̓ ̸͚̏f̴̘̆r̵̚ͅe̷̘̽e̷̼͆ ̴̡̆t̵̳̾h̵̹̀e̶͚͝ḿ̸̧ṡ̶̹e̷͓̓l̶̨̕v̴̩̅e̸̯̽ś̶͚ ̶̥͗f̵͔̅r̶̛͜o̴̜͘m̸̘̌ ̸̯̔t̸̗͒h̶͈͝ẹ̵̅ ̸̻̎s̶̢̈ť̴͎a̵̳̿g̴̺̈n̵̥̕a̴̻͛n̵̘̏t̴̻͠ ̸̢͝f̸͍̅à̷̢t̵̻̽e̷̯͠ ̵̻̏ä̴̮́w̴̜̽ā̵̳ḯ̶̬t̵̛͎ì̷̞ṇ̶̓g̸̲̏ ̵̭̉ț̷̀h̴̰̚e̸̙͐m̷̼̔ ̷̺̈́í̴̘ń̸̺ ̶̘͋t̴̟̉ĥ̴̻ẹ̶̄ ̵͎̿s̸̗͌t̴͇́i̴͕̐l̸̟͘l̴͎̽ ̷̮̇w̸͎͠ȧ̷̙t̴͉̂e̴̝̍r̷͈͗s̴̢̃ ̷̮̔ò̸͔f̵̛̬ ̶̘̇t̷͎̿h̴̻̽e̷͎͠ ̵̩͝Ď̴̫e̶͎̽e̴̜͑p̷̲̾ ̶̪̏O̵͋͜n̵̪̈́e̵̺̓ ̶̹̅ā̶͇t̴̞͘ ̵̭̄t̴̫̍ḩ̴͝ē̴͇ ̷̞̿b̷͇͋ŏ̷̤ẗ̶̞́t̶̼̽o̵͔̎m̵̛̼ ̴͗͜ỏ̴ͅf̷͚̐ …
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The Haruspect Observatory
A bloody archive and research hall for Red Ledger Lumnospexi seeking Divine Truth. Built upon the inverted bottom of the sunken Ziggurat in the Five-Headed Swamps, the Haruspect Observatory is a notorious center for profane knowledge frequented by starry-eyed madmen on the path of the Lumnospex. A Lumnospex is a kind of soothsayer but instead …
Out of Towners
An old work of mine, this story served as the inspiration for my short story, “The Children,” published in Lost Boys Press’ first anthology CHIMERA!
Chains of the Abyss
You awake… stirring uncomfortably against a stone at once both smooth and rough… solid. You haven’t felt anything like it in… measurements of time… you’ve forgotten the words… you haven’t needed to use them in so long… You’d slept, in that dark place, longer than you have any bearing for comprehension. You’ve been asleep, but …
The Waybetween 