Gardener Lore

Gardener Lore

A pulsing, purple fruit, the first of its kind, glowed among the sensory tendrils extending from Lore’s fingertips. She had nurtured it for thirty cycles, now, adapting its genome, tracing the simulation of its texture, flavor, and quality until …

Death Bond

Death Bond

It amazed him how bonds so beautiful and pure could become such a burden when it came to the Chosen. Why would the gods allow something so essential as love to destroy everyone deeply connected to those marked by their call? As a test, it seemed cruel.

Cursed Child (part 3/3)

Cursed Child (part 3/3)

The first jump caught Sky in the middle of breakfast. There was just enough time to notice Rat’s eyes widening with fear before her familiar rooms vanished and she found herself holding an empty fork in the middle of a wide plain.