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Stories appearing in Fall 2015

What Happened to Lord Elomar during the Revolution

Deep in the middle of the first bad storm of the winter, when the power had been down for two straight days, the old woman walked into Elomar's study.

Mother Made a Lovely Feast!

Hear! o Man, o wretched of the mortal realms! The stars are right here, the stars are right, here in your wild and wakening sky! Hear then the lay of your mortal Tame Lynn…

Lock and Key

"The food taster is dead." Normally, I liked receiving visits from the captain of the guard, a square-jawed and handsome man with impressive thews, but not when he brought that kind of news.

Voice and Silence

In the same week the kittens found a family of field mice under the rosemary bush, my mother ripped the voice out of a greeting card that had been interred in the bottom drawer for years. I wished she hadn't, afterwards.

The Temple of Thirteen Pleasures

We were sitting together on a divan in his Knightsbridge townhouse drawing room. Lord Cyprian's heir was dressed in a very dark crimson suit, with a ruffled white cravat held in place with a ruby stickpin.

Shallow Living

Things changed for Marisol almost immediately after Keva kissed her in the parking lot of the second-best sushi restaurant in town.

Storm on Solar Seas

"If it is given me to save a life, all thanks. But it may also be within my power to take a life; this awesome responsibility must be faced with great humbleness and awareness of my own frailty. Above all, I must not play at God."

Hide Behind

Yuna flinched at the whip-crack of a voice. She heard Ruthie’s frustrated sigh next to her. They both knew before turning around from the fruit-bare Seeder tree that Sheriff Lightle was paying a visit.