Tag: fantasy
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Patina – Chapter 140
Sadja would never feel full with a bit of bread and a few strips of salted meat, but eating a little at least allowed her to restore some of her senses. The other people at the table gave her curious glances if they focused for a moment on her ears or tail, but for the…
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Patina – Chapter 139
Sadja blinked and tried to stand up, but something kept her laying down. As she recovered her senses, she found out she was laying on a makeshift bed, the mattress dirty and full of holes, likely salvaged from someone’s home. She wasn’t the only one. Groaning, she tried to stand up again, and only managed…
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Patina – Chapter 138
As night proceeded, the assault fell into a routine of ebb and flow. The people of Belacqua on the barricades emptied their arsenal of bullets, holy water grenades and fire bombs, lighting the dark in crimson and golden bursts of flames as the Eerie’s shrieks rose into the freezing air. With each time more monstrous…
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Patina – Chapter 137
For a time, it even seemed they could win. The muzzles lit up the night and the echoes of blasting bullets tore apart the silence – together with the screams, the yowls of pain from the Eerie and the creaking growl from the breach as the increasing pressure finally got the best of the haphazard…
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Patina – Chapter 136
The cold was settling in even through the deepest reaches of the Generator. As the sun stopped bathing Belacqua in its light and the leftover heat escaped, Arguta and the others had to put on thicker and thicker clothes. It was getting hard to work with gloves and coats, and metal was turning deathly cold…
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Patina – Chapter 135
Amarco, the Constable, was helping just like everyone else. The Hunter’s chest hurt at the thought he’d just been handling out holy water and wallowing in pity. Another thing he ought to be grateful to Sadja for. It was a growing list. “Hunter!” He greeted him, standing up from his labor, gesturing to another worker…
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Patina – Chapter 134
The Hunter looked nervously at the sky, following the trace of the sun as it climbed down towards the horizon, pulling shadows gaunt and tight. “More water this way!” He shouted, reaching for the next container, but they were completely out of vials. What was Elissa doing? They were supposed to have more than this!…
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Patina – Chapter 133
There was a tense moment, clear as crystal and just as fragile, before panic would set in. Sadja smelled it. She had pulled away one of the townspeople, an elderly man she happened to be helping with groceries, away from a bursting pipe. Her back ached from the jet of steam, but she was faring…
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Coeur de la nuit – Urban/Historical Fantasy Short, 1/2
On another sleepless night, Lucilla followed the corpse-light as it beckoned her through the motley waters of the Venetian lagoon. The brightness of the full moon scattered in feverish sparks on the surface of the ephemeral Adriatic, by might of silver conjured. With each stride she spilled more water up her thighs, balancing herself by…
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Patina – Chapter 132
Everyone in Belacqua would, for whatever time they had left, remember where they were when it happened. Whether they were with friends or alone, maybe on duty on the ramparts. Whatever they were doing, one thing was the same for everyone: it was a beautiful and finally clear day in late February, according to the…
A. Montresor 