Too Many Transmissions

“Did you have a good meeting with the Vrekan king?” Rethias asked as the High General waltzed in and threw himself into one of the oversized sofas. “Yes, I did actually,” Elkay smiled. “Perhaps a little too much. It is rude to reject alcohol if a Vrekan offers it to you, yes?” Rethais tutted. “Are … Read more

A Brief Break for Busy Leaders

“Are you sure this room is secure?” the High General asked as he and the King of the Vrekans both sat down. “I do not have many fears, but I am not particularly fond of large, glass windows.” “It is all secure,” the King of the Vrekans tried to reassure the High General. “Quintuple checked. … Read more

The Frozen Child

“Are you the Dark One?” The little creature pulled a blanket around itself. Underneath the sound of beeping security sensors and the crackle of monitors all switching off, their teeth were chattering. She was cold and scared. A small, furry kid, her first antlers not grown in yet. Fur was missing from around her arm … Read more

Obliviousness

“I’m sorry.” “Why are you saying sorry?” “I don’t know. I just feel I should apologise to you.” “Why? What have you done?” “Nothing.” “So why are you apologising?” “Because I have done nothing.” “I do not follow. You slept. You are not responsible for my actions. You have not done anything.” “But I slept. … Read more

Meeting a Neraid

“You are… not a Thanatian…” Laina shook her scaly, snake-like tail, sitting herself upright on the sofa as the leader of this strange race approached her. She was both upset and amused with the fact that this being did not know what she was. It was to be expected from a backwater collection of solar … Read more

Fan Tale – An Operator’s Rant

Volt stood silently, watching his Operator wander around the ship. Occasionally, the Operator would turn to say something, only to pause and say nothing. “Operator, what are you thinking?” Ordis would occasionally butt in with his own thoughts. This had been the fourth time, and this time, the Operator actually answered. “I have a name, … Read more

Mistaken for Something Else

Lykins. Horrible, furry, dog-like creatures, an army of whores, wenches and monsters that stampeded these lands, ruled by an iron-fisted king who spent his time wasting his underlings’ hard earned money on food, wine and sex. A nasty, cruel leader who deserved to die. At least, that was what Kinisis had told Arkay. Of course, … Read more

An Unhappy Conversation

“Hello, Kayel… I, er… see why you wished to have a video conversation…” Kayel shifted awkwardly in his seat, unsure what to say. In the other room, Psiksi and Kass waiting around. He’d had to borrow Psiksi’s communicator, he wanted a secure line with which to speak to the High General. “Hello, Elkay…” Kayel finally … Read more