MK3 Tales

Zitel and Veeyel both hated shopping. Yet for some reason, there they were, going to a shop, picking up a few bits and pieces. Most of it was just snacks and energy drinks, but there were also a few more… unusual items on the list. The shop was a Thanatian one, selling mostly Thanatian things, … Read more

The four Ksa sat quietly around the table, switching between staring at the plates in front of them and glancing at the kitchen where Kayel was cooking. “S-something must be wrong…” Thitel whispered. “What makes you think that?” Ksiel asked as he took a swig from his drink. “The fact that nothing adds up? That … Read more

“What is he doing?” Ksiel asked as the four of them peered around the corner. “I don’t know, you go ask him!” Thitel grunted as he glanced back at everyone. “Not like any of us know. Right?” Zitel nodded in agreement, but Veeyel hesitated. “Wait, you do know?” Thitel blinked. “You have an idea what … Read more

“Glitter, glitter, burning shimmer…” Veeyel had been staring at the sky for hours. He had watched the sun set and now he was watching the faint arms of the local galaxy drift into view. They were always there, but only here, in the middle of nowhere, would he be able to get a better look … Read more

The shelves were filled with all sorts of weird treats. Everything from pickled cactus fruit to poultry sausages preserved in honey and mustard, from canned, boiled aggelad calf heads to meter long sticks of toffee. Kayel and Ksiel had been enjoying going up and down every aisle, pointing at all the weird things and putting … Read more

Kayel woke up with a shock, then begrudgingly laid back down. Another nightmare. He’d had too many of them lately. All terrifyingly similar, all featuring the same horrific, antlered monster. All these dreams hurting and tormenting him. Really, he just wanted one night of uninterrupted sleep. “You alright?” “Kayel? Both Ksiel and Thitel were awake. … Read more

The library inside the Thrakian temple was large, awkward and incredibly cold. No windows meant that no sunlight was ever capable of warming the smooth, stone floors. Any heat that did manage to make its way in would be quickly swept out by the wings of Thraki flying through, only using the library as a … Read more

“I told you, Unlahney. I told you this would happen. They were not strong enough. They were weak. Inferior. Of course they were going to give up.” Kayel ignored the Thraki flying around him. He remained where he was, hovering above the tree tops, floating on a pair of black, psionic wings. “You knew this … Read more

The L-Class sat in silence around the dining table, picking at a reheated, overly processed meal that none of them really wanted. Occasionally one of them would get up to pour themselves a drink, a meagre plastic cup of water. Every so often, one of the Ksa would look up from their plate, as if … Read more

Veeyel hauled himself over to the desk where Kayel was working. The rest of the class were on break, having been taking lessons from one of the more powerful Thraki, and were now lounging around in the sunshine above them. Veeyel had left his mechanical leg braces with them, connected to a solar energy charger … Read more

Something horrible woke Kayel up from his sleep. He hadn’t even been aware that he’d fallen asleep in the first place, so this was doubly shocking to him. One of the Thraki by his side hadn’t even noticed that he’d fallen asleep either. “Are you well, Unlahney?” one Thraki asked “Why do we call him … Read more