He retrieved his notebook, and some rubbing paper, and got to work. He assembled what he was able to parse of each panel, making inferences and comparing translations. As he had hoped, every panel carried the same instructions. When it was all together, they described the strokes of a symbol that Harald was not familiar…
She knew that no adept, no matter how sensitive, could ever use their power without an MA Engine nearby, but she’d heard it was good to practice the techniques even when the engine was not around to make her will manifest, now that she knew how to ‘flex the muscles’, as it were, she could…
A new story was posted to the Patreon feed. Here is an excerpt: Carlos stares from the viewport of the control room in Construction Station Zeta, and watches the husk of sooty dirt which is left of Earth rotate beneath him. Soon, he will get a message, and he will push a button. He’s sat…
She took a bite of the stale biscuit from her plate. At least, she assumed it was her plate. She made a lot of assumptions. This tea and biscuit had been left here for her, surely. Who else would it be here for? She was the only person in all the islands as far as…
The ground shook beneath, and he nearly lost his footing. Wisps of smoke rose from the floor of the basin. Time is running out. The jostling loosened the cloth from the top of the bundle he carried, revealing his daughter’s lifeless face. “We’re almost there, Princess.” he said to her pale features as he pulled…
… The leaner came upon the city gate more quickly than Rabbit had expected. The rider was soot-covered, and wore a large box on her back, the straps crisscrossing over tightly fitted clothes which looked like they would belong on a bandstand if they were cleaner. The woman stopped the machine about ten meters from…
One more Patreon patron, and Manawaker Studio will hit its first Patreon goal. As enticement, here is an excerpt from this week’s ‘Patrons only’ story, “Cookie’s Leverage”: Cookie pushed his face against the bars. Twilight was quickly turning to night, but he could see the outline of the dark creature against the bright grass. He…
The island was finally in view. After many days at sea, their small boat was nearly at its destination. “I told you,” Shellin began excitedly, clapping her hands, “we were going in the right direction all along.” “Something doesn’t feel right,” came Hra’Baal’s voice from the rear of the craft. Her sharp, feathered features looking…
(Note: The work I started on was going to be a short choosable path adventure, but once I started actually plotting it out, it grew far too large for a FF piece, so I present here only the first passage. Perhaps I’ll complete the piece as a novella sometime.) 1 You awaken to a hazy…
I’m currently working on a story inspired by a call for submissions to an anthology for stories which take place on Venus. The working title is “Tanni and the RapUnsEl“. Here is an excerpt from the unfinished, unedited work: Tanni pulled herself up, and dusted herself off, she felt like a mess. She needed sleep,…
