after a moment of silence, deepwater lungs upwelling, keeping Eoran’s holy trust closer to his heart than the beat that ran through it, Kasse stepped into the space in between.
035. the mineral scent of water
Their path meandered along a thick-thin-thick invisible slithering descent, serpentine and hollow and hidden beneath their viscid step. While Kasse remained on the surface with the man he refused to let suffer, his utility mind crawled on its belly in the serried depths, searching searching searching until at long last Kasse fell […]
034. burrstone and karst
In the night, the soldiers made good time, bundled up in the clothing left by the men Kasse had vaporised before the accident. They were about halfway to the red limestone that rose in the distance with the snarling grey trees the pair agreed would be their landing point. Another night of travel would have […]
033. Arsaiya’s cruel gift of survival
Every rock and divot on the path taunted the repurposed ‘09 Reva Peregrine MTVR. The suspension wheezed with every bump in the terrain as it limped through the open desert kicking up a sandstorm that consumed every landmark like locusts. Kasse was handcuffed to a post crudely welded to the tailgate, Eoran at his side. […]
032. iruvayon
Adrien’s lake blue eyes were muddy in the truck as he looked at the screen, tapped on Eoran’s face and waited as the phone’s AI tried to identify him in the thousands upon thousands of photos the whole ODA had managed to jam into that overworked piece of technology. When he’d found success, he tapped […]
031. photostream
“Don’t forget: print whatever information you find. Where they were being taken to, any details on where they were last seen, anything relevant, anything that may not be relevant—just anything that mentions them, okay?” Brint leaned out the truck window, hollering at his medical and intelligence sergeants as they were walking away from him. “Yeah, […]
030. 2 dead, 2 missing
An hour passed since the ambush. When Brint came to, he was engulfed by the metronomic perturbations of a helicopter’s blades beating at the air like a filthy rug. He glared up into the smooth face of his intelligence sergeant, Dev, dazed and disoriented. The man stared back down at him, looking glass reflection an […]
029. a poison’s purpose
Dev took a deep breath, a pitiful gasp in the midst of the adjunct’s snowsheet. “Kasse, come on—“ “What’re you guys doing?” Eoran asked on the other side of the rooftop’s door, voice a hum in the static of a slowly unfolding catastrophe. He crossed the roof to his boyfriend and their squadmate. Moving the […]
028. 18b, 18f, and a wasted cigarette
Kasse always craved the stillness of the hours before dawn, the dark quiet between nocturnal wind-down and diurnal stirring. He’d eased himself from Eoran’s somnolent grasp, loathe to leave that boy who loved him so, but found he needed the moment of solitude his lover’s inevitable exhaustion afforded him. 18B was susceptible to 18C’s assimilating […]
027. thermohaline [NSFW]
“You said you’d make me come without touching me,” that dastardly boy teased into his lover’s ear, their pleasure in waves pressed quaking to the Bloodwright’s back, hands ever controlling their position. He pulled 18C’s head back playful by the hair, licked his neck like he could live off the salt of him, like he […]