There’s a new short story in ye olde fiction section. Well, I say, “new”. This is actually a couple years old, but it felt like a good time to share it.
It’s a story about creatures that came to destroy our world only to find that we’d already left, but mostly it’s about finding your way in an uncertain future. And perhaps most importantly, it’s also a love letter.
I am collecting rocks at the edge of the wilderness when Talik finds me. I hear him before I see him, wings flapping as he flies between crumbling towers towards the open expanse of my improvised quarry. I pause in my work, gripping a sharp stone tight in my hand.
The Gaunt perches himself upon an outcropping, easily three leaps away from me, keeping his back to the morning sun. His leathery wings twitch in time with the tapping of his claws upon the rock. Sensing the proximity of flesh and a sentient mind, the tentacles protruding from his belly sway gently in a searching pattern. It is typical of his kind that he does not apologize for this rude hunger display.
“You have been gone a long time, huntress” he says, voice rasping. He blinks his four black eyes in quick succession.
“I have been busy, Talik.”
You can read “Memories of Stars” here.
UPDATE: “Memories of Stars” is now available on both the Amazon Kindle and the Apple Books stores. If you enjoyed it, please consider leaving a review on either service, or even purchasing a digital copy.