“What do you mean, it’s got my soul in it?” The doctor – whose credentials she should have been a lot more careful about examining, would have been, if she hadn’t been losing so much blood when she’d stumbled in… Continue reading

She spent more time in her house, lately, than in her body. Snugging the cable in behind her ear, the familiar click, then laying herself out on the couch and flitting free of herself with a thought. Through the wires… Continue reading

I noticed the first bee crawling out from between my ribs two months ago. It balanced for a few breathless seconds on the titanium strut, cleaning its wings, then launched itself into the flax field I was walking through like… Continue reading

It was always strange to have him in pieces there beside her. Warped bolts buckling deep in charred plates, limbs laid out neatly separate from torso, but still with the potential to be whole and animate and speak to her… Continue reading

What a relief it was to lie in bed and hear scratching outside her windows. It had been so silent before. What a relief to hear it coming closer. That meant it wouldn’t leave her – didn’t it? It tapped… Continue reading

Nothing but white lilies, as far as the eye can see. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. It was supposed to be a foolproof weapon, seeds scattered on the wind. Biological warfare sealed in a husk that would only… Continue reading

Manual control cut out just as I lost the last of the light from the surface. Darkness outside, darkness across the cockpit, in the same catastrophic blink. I thought at first, sitting, gaping out the windows, that I’d gone blind.… Continue reading

She drove as far as she could into the country with the radio and moon both buzzing in her head. When had there gotten to be so many lights? More every month, it seemed like. There had been a time… Continue reading

Mitch had expected toasting the bastard’s death to go down sweeter. After all, he’d been waiting twenty years to do it. But maybe that was the problem. Wait that long for someone to die, and they became a part of… Continue reading

It’s been seven days since the guardian died. Five since we laid it to rest. It took that long to dig through the numb shock and half-frozen soil, to hollow out a grave large enough for its hulking body, half-frozen,… Continue reading