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INCUNABULI

All are Writ in Blood
The dormitory door creaked. Stocking feet pattered in the dark. Nightgown skirts whipped softly about small ankles. A pigtailed shadow crossed the moonlit window, clutched something heavy in both hands. "Thilde?" said a whisper. A weighty something sunk onto the mattress. Mathilde popped an eyelid. ...
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A Corpse of Milk
A quartet of rough hands raised fists of wine. Dots of light swam in the cherry liquid, glittered in crystal bowls. "Cheers!" said four voices, thumped the table with as many fists. "And a warm, fat Hallowtide to all of us," said the head of the table, a shaggy lass with white-streaked hair. There w...
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A Shield Against Night
Mist caressed the moors. It stroked the bruise-black heather, set gentle dewdrops on countless twisted stems. It kissed the still faces of stagnant pools, concealed shallow, submerged skulls. It stroked every dip and dell, spilled wet fingers into the shadowed crevasses of glacial monoliths. It gro...
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Mandrake
A bright, midsummer moon lit the clearing. Shadowed fir arms, saggy with cones, swayed over dewy grass. Soft, twisted mushrooms poked above the blades. A lone weed with heavy, chard-like stems grew, alone, in the clearing's center.A rustling sounded. Beneath the low firs, two heads poked into the cl...
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All in the Golden Afternoon
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Dvergr
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A Second Coming
The Knight watched countless steps pass beneath his clicking sabatons. He climbed a winding stair, head bowed to shining marble. Rainbow flecks, shed by ascending, stained windows, played over his long and curling hair. His lips shifted, parted in a breathless chant: "Laudate Aveth, Deus in terra, A...
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Who's Afraid of the Ragwretch?
The hulk of a greenish, barnacle-crusted cog hung under Saint Pierro Bridge. Strange folk crept up creaky scaffolds nailed to the crossing's piers, swaggered through a pair of saloon doors set in the hull to join a ruckus of voices and excitedly strummed six-strings. In the windows, cobbled from dau...
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Of Mice and Humanity
From the palace's high windows, a grey woman watched the glittering azure bay. There, hundreds of fat, laden carracks sat at harbor, trapped by a line of tallships which gripped the circular inlet's narrow neck, patrolling. Specks of folk milled about the port city's boardwalks, watching the stagnan...
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A Lethal Engagement
A man stepped neath the courtyard gate. He carried a leather roll under one arm, long as a man, coiled like a rug. Snow crunched under his tasseled boots. Eyes surveyed him from either end of the wintry garden. To the South waited a party clad in navy blue uniforms trimmed with ermine. They stood...
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