Planet of the Sorcerer: Chapter Three

It took about another week to get up to orbit of the planet that the councillor had suggested in his hurried, dashed-off text message. In official records it was known as Moss k18h79n8764gd790, a snappy designation that encapsulated every relevant factor about the planet’s atmosphere, gravitic-magnetic signature and geo-resources in a code that was understood by absolutely nobody alive in the Empire today.

Chapter Three

Planet of the Sorcerer: Chapter Two

The operator waited a fraction of a second until the woman was away from the building, suspended in time for the brief moment before gravity took hold, and then pressed the trigger of the Matter Scoop. Instantly, a shimmering, sky-blue sphere formed in the air, encompassing the woman in mid-air for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Then sphere and woman alike vanished as easily as if they had never been there in the first place.
She was running before the computer dinged its customary notification: Warning: Organic Material Detected in Scoop Sphere.

Chapter Two

Planet of the Sorcerer: Chapter One

The city was almost uniformly built out of the same grey granite stone that also dominated the landscape around it, which made one building hard to discern from the next. Alleyways and bridges, textures and shapes, all seemed to blur together to the woman. Faces, on the other hand, she was hyperfocused on. The particular cast of the eyes here, the shape of the mouth there. All full of a million little clues. Answers to the most important question on her mind.
Are they on to me yet?

Chapter One

An Announcement

to my many loyal fans: thank you for reading my silly little stories

Don’t worry: I’m still writing, and the plan is still to put the same number of words down by the end of the year – all this is is to say that starting today, I’m trying something a bit different. Rushing to a finish after ~6000 words is fun and all, but after 16 (count ’em) I’ve started to ache for a bit more space to play around in.

To that end: I’m writing an eight-weeker – a sixteen-chapter epic that I’m going to be writing as I go and uploading on my regular schedule, bit by bit. It’s a tale of love, revenge and interplanetary colonialism inspired by half-remembered scraps of Rice-Burroughs, “Doc” Smith and C.L. Moore. What’s it called? Well…

Prepare your mind for contact…

PLANET OF THE SORCERER

Chapter one coming later today.

Candle of Chaos: Chapter Three

The street was quiet of an afternoon, as it usually was. Maybe more so, with the whisperings of the war in the air. Only a few folk were out at all, much less on the main street.
It was less of a disturbance than might have been expected, then, when the town doctor staggered out into the street, staggered under the weight of a man from whom maroon-red blood poured.

Chapter Three