THE SHIELD SELLER OF BURROW THREE A Sycaphlegm Series Lore Fragment — by Nicol S. Blue The real Shielding Objects are rings and pendants and woven collars made by people who understand field resonance

THE LAST SKYRAIL WALKER A Sycaphlegm Series Lore Fragment — by Nicol S. Blue The skyrails were never meant to be walked. They were meant to be ridden, back when the old world still had enough power to

THE HATCH LINE A Sycaphlegm Series Lore Fragment — by Nicol S. Blue Nobody in the deep burrows owns a radio. Nobody needs one, not really, because the Basin has its own network, and it runs on the oldest

When Engels, my third son, was 20 years old, he began working at the VENETUR Hotel—formerly known as the Cumanagoto Hotel—located on San Luis Avenue, with a beautiful view of the sea, vast and crystal-clear,

THE ROBOTS OF THE WESTERN NEW MOUNTAINS A Sycaphlegm Series Lore Fragment — by Nicol S. Blue They were not built to want anything. That was the whole design brief, whispered between the engineers who built

When Engels, my third son, was 20 years old, he began working at the VENETUR Hotel—formerly known as the Cumanagoto Hotel—located on San Luis Avenue, with a beautiful view of the sea, vast and crystal-clear,

THE DOUBLE AGENT'S LEDGER A Sycaphlegm Series Lore Fragment — by Nicol S. Blue He keeps the names in a place no scan will find, because the place is not a place. It is a sequence of digits he recites while

THE SAGE'S VIGIL A Sycaphlegm Series Lore Fragment — by Nicol S. Blue He counted the dead first by their names, and later, when the names blurred into the general shape of loss, by their weight against

It's another Zapfic 240 short storyverse and topic for this week is Lost. Here, I've shared a story which I believe some of you can relate with. Honestly, the whole process has just been draining. Aarrgh!

In the city of Cumaná, Venezuela, in a community called Barrio el Brasil, there is a very humble house where Darkys lives with her daughter Francys, since her husband died in an accident. At that time,

AI Generated Image My mother-in-law was seated and waiting for me when I initially arrived at my husband's house. I looked lost as I entered the house. We had just gotten back from our honeymoon when she

In the city of Maturín, at the end of a street very near the children's park, lives Mrs. Gladys with her husband Luis and their 8-year-old daughter, Roxana. At the start of the school year, she began her

Little Star of Light In eastern Venezuela, in a town called San José de Aerocuar, lives Josefa with her husband Tomás. They both farm the land, and from their union their daughter was born, who soon grew

The Brave One In Venezuela, in 2019, the coercive measures implemented by the United States caused inflation to skyrocket. Many industries left the country, others declared bankruptcy, and consequently,

In the city of Maracaibo, Venezuela, there are several houses called stilt houses (palafitos), built on wooden stilts over Lake Maracaibo. Carmen, a nurse, lives in one of these houses with her daughter

Memories of Lucia In the city of Santa Fe, in the state of Sucre, the sun beats down on its beaches, projecting a stifling heat, and pelicans flutter about, their beaks caressing the vast expanse of the

“My love, I’m going out with some friends, I’ll be back around noon!” Her face turned as pale as magnolia blossoms, her lips as white as sea foam. Furious, she shouted: “Get home after midnight and you’ll

Pictures generated using GeminiAI The faucet hissed loudly in the corner of the kitchen, a tired, rhythmic sound. Elias sat at the small wooden table, sipping on some cold glass of water. A dull pain hit

I knelt on the floor of my small apartment, surrounded by a pile of things that I haven't touched in months. Things I no longer can afford keeping with me with the amount of debt I have to pay that keep