THE BOG DWERCH
By Kat Clements White wyrms lick with flaming tongues The iron as it glows. Red-hot, the metal dragon’s roars Are lost beneath my blows. Between the strikes I hear a call: An unknown…
By Kat Clements White wyrms lick with flaming tongues The iron as it glows. Red-hot, the metal dragon’s roars Are lost beneath my blows. Between the strikes I hear a call: An unknown…
Part of an ongoing web serial perhaps inspired by The Screwtape Letters. Unless otherwise noted, “the Ex-CEO” refers to God, “the opposition” to the side of the angels, and so on. Read the previous installment…
By Amanda Pizzolatto This has to end, enough’s enough! Rise up boys, the going is tough And the tough have to get going They’ve ignored pleas and bellowing We must take action this very…
Part of an ongoing web serial perhaps inspired by The Screwtape Letters. Unless otherwise noted, “the Ex-CEO” refers to God, “the opposition” to the side of the angels, and so on. Read the previous installment…
Ahlquist: Please tell us about your background. Asch: I was born in London, England, on October 16, 1968, of first-generation Canadians, both of them opera singers. My ethnic background is Jewish and English (my maternal…
Matthew T. Dickerson wasn’t expected to become a published novelist—at least not by his educators. In middle school and high school, teachers pegged him as someone who should focus on math and sciences. Although this…
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