The train had been humming through the night for longer than it felt as if the night should have lasted. Their watch had stopped along with the brass-rimmed clock above…

Innocent and guilty, alibis and truths, were all different expressions of electricity. Reading them directly removed any need to translate truth from a suspect’s imprecise, self-serving verbal testimony. It, the…

Her hands couldn’t shake as she set his plate on the table. She had always taken the same pride he took in her precision, the smoothness of her joints and…

They had started writing her myth before she’d even been born, so there really wasn’t anything she could do. In accordance with its opening paragraphs, her mother had started teaching…

Building a city on a sleeping god means being ready, always, for the end. But that’s not remarkable, really. If this god ever peels its body up from under the…

No one else would ever know that he had screamed. It was no comfort. The pain came from every side as he screamed, the jaws came, and that was no…

They came in silent twos and threes, drawn by the smell of blood and runework. Yet he could sense them, even with his eyes squeezed shut. The feeling of being…

He started the preparations three hours before sunset, but still barely finished before dark stretched through the forest. He hadn’t accounted for the shaking in his hands. Hadn’t admitted, before…

The best thing he could have done for anyone was sleep. Gather his strength for when the alarm bell would ring in the morning. But knowing it was coming, knowing…

Never take another shape too long, they said. Never long enough to need what it does. Needs shape a thing more than flesh and bone, after all. Needs mould a…