Author: archanas

Content note from the author: This story contains implied sexual assault. The scenes are not graphic and I hope you will read it. If it’s triggering, though, please…

The first thing I imagine a human would ask me is if I am not tired of living. All of you are so adorably obsessed with immortality, you…

My little sister was sitting on the floor in the position she assumed every afternoon, hunched over her mound of clay, arms and legs akimbo, head full of…

The emergency alarm jolted Kalindi awake on Solstice Night. He was on call; he had been advised to abstain from all alcohol except the lucid-wine that the Department…

I don’t sleep anymore. I think I did once. I don’t remember, really. If I slept at all. I don’t know. I know the Hissing Voice tries not…