ragg cleared one nostril, then the other, straightened his back with a satisfying clack, and shoveled another load of books, bullets, toys, and a wedding ring or two into the empty heart of existence. The objects glittered briefly in the blackness like stray ashes and were gone,. He grabbed the push-broom with knotty hands and began to sweep in the remnants that had escaped the shovel: mateless socks, family photos, trading cards, pencil nubs, a damp pile of Pogs--dancing for a second like dandelion seeds before winking out in the void.
Category: issue 15
All the Things He Loved Beyond Him by Scott Edelman
Ganz didn’t realize he’d died until he found himself looking down at his own body lit by the early morning light which streamed through his bedroom window. Their bedroom window. As he hovered up by the ceiling where he’d found himself suddenly returned to consciousness, the bed below seemed impossibly far away, and he immediately… Continue reading All the Things He Loved Beyond Him by Scott Edelman
The Fall of the Automatous Abbey by Maria Haskins
Long after the final attack on the Automatous Abbey, long after the enemy, repugnant and resplendent in their flesh and blood, had fired their array of weapons at the undefended structure, long after the Abbess had sounded the klaxons and evacuation alerts, and long after the remaining wreckage had lost the use of its engines and had begun tumbling through the cloudy tendrils of the nebula, bot CL-451, also known as Seal, kept cleaning the floors of the Abbey as it always had.
