Fuzzy Memories of a Distant Past

The Mess was where everyone ate. What the twelve Guardians ate was different, each being would eat according to their own specific diets, but the squeaky clean hall complete with benches and magically refilling buffets, complete with magical glasses that never needed filling up. And then, when everyone was done, everything would be magically cleaned … Read more

Recordings and Uncertainty

“Play that again for me, please.” Teekay did as he was told, scrolling back through the recording and hitting the play button so his queen could view the audio again. This was the third time Teekay had replayed the recording, and each time he hadn’t heard anything. This room wasn’t very big, and it was … Read more

Mourning in the Void

Retvik sighed as he sat on the small, metal bench, staring off into the void. There was nothing out there, apart from the occasional glimmer, and a glowing spot in the distance. He wasn’t focused on anything, he was just blindly looking outwards, trying to clear his thoughts and work out what was going on. … Read more

Disorientating Orientation

Retvik grunted as he rolled over, not really wanting to wake up. For the first time in ages, he was genuinely feeling comfortable and well rested. He was in a very soft, warm bed that was plenty big enough for his muscular body, and he could smell nice food nearby. Sure, he’d had a nightmare … Read more

Golden Invasion

Kairos collapsed, exhausted and defeated. Incisions and cuts covered his body, dripping silver blood down his cyan and sapphire scales. He was still drawing breath though, refusing to give up completely. Even as the gleaming gold being pressed its foot down on Kairos’s back, pushing him into the ground. “Allmaker Kinisis! Hand them both over!” … Read more

Potential Godhood

“I assume she met with you as well.” Compared to the rest to the rest of the cafe, which had been empty for hours, this one table was very cramped. Not because it had too many beings around it, but because one of those beings was a Banikan, taking up too much space. “Yes. She … Read more

Future Letters

“Dear Flamebearer Retvik…” Retvik examined the one letter that had arrived on his bedside table, next to his small glass of grape juice and the plastic tub of jellied meat and gravy. He hadn’t expected any visitors or letters or anything. He was trapped inside a hidden, private facility that only about 20 Rethavok knew … Read more