Fiction

The Dog King

Some say that they can rise up on two legs and speak as men, that nimble fingers can chip away at hinges, that their voices can call promises and pleas through keyholes, that they are not quite what they seem.

In March 2011 (Issue 48)

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Fiction

The Sandal-Bride

by Genevieve Valentine

Pilgrims always cried when they crested the hill and saw the spires of Miruna; they usually fell to their knees right in the middle of traffic. All I saw was the gate that led to the Night Market.

In March 2011 (Issue 48)