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By Prashanth Srivatsa in Issue #461 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online Magazine There’s a heady blend of cardamom and cloves that go in the third, along with tea leaves that resemble charred twigs. It is the third she fears today, for the Shibra leaves demand time (time she does not have) to settle with the boiled milk. The buck-toothed General o...
By Sally Sultzman in Issue #462 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online Magazine —then this child wearing Jen’s clothing, with Jen’s hair pulled into tight braids that she hates, smiling with Jen’s face is running toward me, laughter ringing from her like a bell, clear and bright—a sound I’ve not heard before—and as she gets closer she cries out, “Mot...
The airship’s spotlights played off the vast rocky sides of the shaft that plunged deep into the Earth’s core through the lithosphere and eventually to our destination: the Center of the Earth! I yawned. We fell so slowly, the sides of the shaft several hundred feet away, and it had been a long, boring day of this. There’d been a boy, earlier, t...