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By Louis Morris in Issue #461 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online Magazine So when Rome’s conquering legions overran Old Syracuse and Archimedes scrawled his spells in the dust duplicating us on a parallel Earth, most people rejoiced at the reprieve. Yet a few of us mourn the dishes we couldn’t recreate, here on the wrong side of the wrong world. ...
By Jonathan Olfert in Issue #459 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online Magazine In smoky light, Carmora watched for jackals and looters (which he'd been at times) and Churchmen (which he'd also been), one hand by the short-sword on his thigh. For months, he'd ranged back and forth across these lands in search of food, safe water, steel, refuge, bloo...
By M.E. Bronstein in Issue #458 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online Magazine Bonne went on imagining some unity between his soul and his craft. She had never seen work like his and so believed his mind must be very different from most people’s. Since he had such an amazing sensitivity with small things, surely he would make a good father to any ch...
On the morning Gwen woke with the ability to manipulate time, it was already too late. She didn’t immediately realize she could stretch or compress time—that would come later. At first, all she knew was Dianne was gone, and she wasn’t coming back.
When you look out from the garage doors of the corrugated steel warehouse where the Fort Springwell Community College soccer team made their heroic stand against the forces of darkness, the view at first seems . . . idyllic. A rocky shoreline, uncommon for Florida. Periodically the beam of a lighthouse sweeps across our field of view. Everything...