Slayer of Dreams
By Auston Habershaw in Issue #457 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online Magazine Even here, in the midst of the mob, they could sense her power somehow. A feeling of unease, perhaps. Despite the crowd, no one touched her. Those who brushed against her clothing shuddered, though it was doubtful they knew why. The look on the hawker’s face had told al...
Six Views of a Speedster
The Last Season of Your Life
On a wooded hillside outside Pittsburgh, where the rivers braid together and the bridges flash yellow in the sun, there stands an old private school no one ever remembers enrolling in. Ivy grips its cracked bricks. Moss blurs the leaded windows. To almost anyone looking, it appears abandoned. Unless they are the newly dead. If that is the case, ...
PodCastle 946: TALES FROM THE VAULTS: A Fine Balance
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