May 2024 - The Old House
The locals called it 'The Old House'. A generous name, to be honest, for it was not one of the oldest buildings in town. Nor was it ever intended to be a home. Stevan was already inside. He stood on a ledge barely wide enough for him,...
November 2024 - Scientia potestas est
I stood by the window, looking at the surrealistic scene of my new reality. Of all the things I have left behind on Earth, I did not think the first thing I would miss would be the sun. Instead of a distant horizon and a bright blue sky, an eerie...
Halloween special: Hunted Feline
Halloween special: Hunted Feline By Icurthus “Fastest, feline, my arse!" Edward mumbled, taking another swig of the potent punch the organiser of the Halloween party had concocted. The wolf, already missing several bandages from his mummy...
January 2025 - If ferals were to tell bedtime stories
A long time ago, in the valley beyond Roundpeak Mountain, there once lived humans. What are humans, you ask? That is a surprisingly difficult question to answer, since your generation will never meet one now that they have disappeared. They were...
March 2025 - The Last Musketeer
The Last Musketeer by Icurthus Lawrence can still remember the day his faith died. It was five years ago in a small room much like this one. Featureless, save for the small desk flanked by two chairs and a single oil lamp that provided a dim,...
Sacrifices
Sacrifices By Icurthus The morning found Anyita on the lower terrace of the temple complex, leaning against the marble railing that separated the paved space from the harbour below. She looked on absentmindedly as thin wisps of mist drifted through the...