A robot, freed from their directives, learning to live for the first time.
An engineer, on the run and looking for a new opportunity.
Together, can they find a way to live? Continue reading →
A robot, freed from their directives, learning to live for the first time.
An engineer, on the run and looking for a new opportunity.
Together, can they find a way to live? Continue reading →
You know what they say about La Petite Mort? Some romances, the Mort is the most important part… Continue reading →
ONCE: a soul in pain, faced with impossible problems and deficient solutions.
THEN: a merciless creature, a human weapon carrying out missions for the privileged until you remembered who you truly were.
ONCE AGAIN: a soul in pain, yet made whole once more in love, hate, and power.
NOW: a criminal on the run, a defector escaping their former handlers who aspire to punish their transgressions, and the foolish police who aspire to apprehend them.
Did you ever feel like you’re stuck in a loop? It’s almost like… Continue reading →
A great and powerful eldritch being is approaching. They will pierce the veil of our plane, bringing a wave of magic and chaos into our world. Nothing will ever be the same.
Which wizard WOULDN’T want to be there when it happened? Continue reading →
They say it stalks your dreams. They say it feeds on your secrets. They say it lurks on the edges of reality. They say… it’s a giant frog. And the scary thing is? They’re all right. Continue reading →
you are the Witch, mightiest
of their kind.
you are DEATH, most feared
by all mortals.
you have danced and danced and
danced, but
the wick burns down for one of you,
and this macabre love affair cannot
last. Continue reading →
This is the story of how a Bear & a Reindeer saved Christmas from the figure most likely to destroy it.
When there’s trouble in Bell City, and people in power won’t take action… well, that’s when you turn to The Beacon. Continue reading →
Welcome to the Vineyard. Here, 2,000 Indian Runner Ducks walk the fields, picking bugs off of the grapes to help us make our wine, while Geese oversee security. When our birds have completed a life of work, they can retire to Ipharadesi Island to live out their last days in comfort and peace.
It’s a hard life. But a job is a job. Continue reading →