Short Stories
The Death Machine[edit]
by Robyn Blaber (October 2021)
Hedgewind Jalinbeti was dead. When I say that he was dead, I mean that his heart had stopped pumping blood. The tissues in his body, deprived of oxygen were dying at a cellular level. His brain, once full of thought and energy was also inert; mere jelly encased in a skull that was slowly cooling to room temperature. Hedgewind Jalinbeti was as dead as anyone had ever been.
The Memes of Aspan[edit]
by Robyn Blaber (November 2021)
Ongar Sarsen contemplated his options. He had died, or more accurately put, he had been killed in the middle of his research. His brother, Turar Sarsen, the Eldest Disciple of the Kizil Chantry of Jormungandr had changed that. Turar had come to gain a great understanding of the will of the gods and Jormungandr, a favorite of the Aydahar, in particular. With his divine power, Turar divined the power and influence over the gods to restore Ongar from his short experience with the afterlife.
When Time Folded[edit]
by Robyn Blaber (November 2021)
Captain Zinara Altynai brushed herself in the mirror in her quarters on Misik Prime. Her ringworld, the third homeworld of the Misik to bear the name Misik Prime, circled a white-dwarf star inherited from the Andromeda galaxy. The world slowly rotated treating the inhabitants below to the long since obsolete measure of one Earth gravity.
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