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By E.M. Linden in Issue #466 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online Magazine Afterwards, while the mother and baby slept or cooed at each other, Jesset was freed to the fresh air to deliver the grace-bread. Sister Grain baked two loaves after every birth. One for the church, to be blessed and broken for the poor of the village. One for the Kind Ones ...
Congratulations on your Magic Sword"! For all inquiries as to its powers and perils, please consult the Virtue Exercises Manual". However, we know new users sometimes get in over their heads. That’s why messages like this may appear on your blade. If you see such a message, heed it promptly, and everything will be fine. Welcome to heroism. We’ve...
By Nat Katz in Issue #464 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online Magazine She looked into his brown eyes, and her vision doubled and trebled: Peter in a tunnel and in an alley covered by blood and walking on what she knew from her readings of distant lands to be grass. She felt she could come unmoored and drift away into those visions, wondered wheth...
“God” is not the word I’d use. But it is the only one that suffices. There are all kinds of gods: the old and the new; the useful, the useless; the capricious and the dependable; the wrathful and the meek. They all had one thing in common—whether they were created at the dawn of time when hunter-gatherers huddled in caves and cowered at the crac...