Salvage

Chapter Eight of Bluebird She couldn’t see anything but the blinkenlights.  They spun, blurry above her, and shattered into stars when she blinked away tears.  Her fingers hurt. “Sweetness.  This isn’t going to – Tia.  Please, Tia. Stop.” “No!” she growled.  Under her scrabbling hands the broken concrete shifted and crumbled.  She was too cold …

62 – Update

This one’s in reference to Bluebird. It’s a portion of the story just a little bit in the future of what I’ve put up here, so it’s not too much of a tease. I tried a sort of structural thing in this sonnet – the first stanza is from Bel’s perspective, in the second we …

Consort

Previous This part of the city is mine, insofar as any part of Cariad can belong to anyone but the Queen – so, both entirely and not at all.  Like the sharks rule the ocean, but overlook much that they are too large to see… there is a certain freedom in the fact that the …