White Destiny 13: A daughter this old

The work table had somehow returned to its rightful place as the room's centerpiece without being noticed. From it, a clash between lubricant oil and lavender incense took place. On it, a black cat purred lazily while sneezing into the sketches underneath. Above it, two rare creatures never shared the same habitat locked eyes. And… Continue reading White Destiny 13: A daughter this old

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White Destiny 12: Corpse in the river

Katherine sat on the wagon bench next to Leo. She had the reins and a canteen of mead within arm's reach. She was still in ironclad, even in broad daylight, but she no longer brandished a spear like she had done the night before. Her sharp eyes continually scouted ahead through the narrow slits of… Continue reading White Destiny 12: Corpse in the river

White Destiny 11: Worse than a swamp giant

In the air was the sizzling of blue steel in the white water, the crackles of red flame on dark charcoals, and the rumble of hammer hoisted above the ironsmith’s chestnut hair. Orange sparks flew every time the hammer struck the hot iron on a black anvil. It had been half a moon since the… Continue reading White Destiny 11: Worse than a swamp giant

White Destiny 10: Picnic to a dragon’s lair

After a brief recess, the Council reconvened to cast their votes on three proposals that tackled the imminent dust fall. The agriculturist's idea to build shelters and greenhouses was the first to be considered. The motion was passed almost unanimously with a single abstain from the ironsmith. According to the initial plan drafted by the… Continue reading White Destiny 10: Picnic to a dragon’s lair

Folklore retold: Mid-autumn festival

Once upon a time, there were ten suns in the sky. The suns took their turns and nourished the earth with their warm, life-giving light. But one day, all ten suns rose at once and scorched the earth in a devastating drought none had seen before. Many on earth perished that day, and many more… Continue reading Folklore retold: Mid-autumn festival

Short story: Sprinkler, Bicycle, Nose

Two predators were chasing after one prey. The first was sitting on top of a suburban train running at top speed, with a loaded pistol in his grip. Somewhere among the skyscrapers within three kilometers radius from the first predator, the second predator–a long-range sniper–was also lying in ambush. Their prey, an unidentified mercenary, had… Continue reading Short story: Sprinkler, Bicycle, Nose

Short story: Mademoiselle

A young Asian girl weaved through the crowd of European giants down the long staircase in a metro station near the terminal's exit. Sections of the metro tunnel were turned into colorful murals. Round the corners, at junctions splitting the path to different platforms, a street musician was playing a jazzy tune. It was the time… Continue reading Short story: Mademoiselle

Short story: Christmas special

When Hana was in first grade, Santa gave her crayons and a sketchbook. He left the red present box with a silver ribbon at her feet on Christmas Eve, and he ate the cookies mom left by the night lamp.It was a happier time then. Dad still had grandpa’s mahogany desk where he would spend… Continue reading Short story: Christmas special

Flash fiction: Never said you are…

Following a tip online, the slender Asian boy found himself at a hidden net cafe in the back of an innocuous antique store. There, he met his contact and was mildly disappointed to see a man instead of a woman. That made the both of them, two dudes offline running female profiles online. After a… Continue reading Flash fiction: Never said you are…