by Garrett W. Vance | Oct 27, 2015 |
This Issue’s Cover -62 Early Adopter Rainer Prem very kindly sent me a link to the original painting, thinking that it may be useful, and indeed it was! Thanks, Rainer! The source painting is Woman playing the Virginal by Jan Miense Molenaer (1610-1668). Replacing the...
by Walt Boyes | Oct 25, 2015 |
After the blinding and painful flash of light that they call the Ring of Fire, the people of the little town of Grantville, West Virginia, had to come to terms with the notion that they were elsewhere. It took a while for them to figure out that they now lived...
by Garrett W. Vance | Oct 25, 2015 |
Part One: A Conspiracy of Ravens Fort Lookout, Mesa Top Nate Tucker was kissing the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was the Raven Priestess, worshiped by her people. A crowd of onlookers surrounded them, which apparently didn't bother her one bit. He could...
by Kevin H. Evans | Oct 24, 2015 |
Copenhagen, September 1636 Michael Skov had always been called a bookworm. Even as a student, he could always be found up to his elbows in books. He liked books, always some new nugget of information, always some new poetic vision. At the age of twenty-three,...
by Eric S. Brown | Oct 22, 2015 |
Somewhere outside of Grantville, 1635 The night was dark. A storm was brewing in the clouds hovering over the forest. Soon, the heavens would break, and the rain would pour down in waves. Red knew that time was short. She and Ray had to move quickly or everything...
by Andy Rogers | Oct 22, 2015 |
Grantville August 1635 "Grantville." It was a strange name to Mohamed Amine Radi's ear, and as outlandish as the stories told of these foreigners. Yet at the moment, Radi struggled more to fathom the order and cleanliness of the mysterious Americans' incredible...
by José Iriarte | Oct 22, 2015 |
Ash figured thirteen was much too young for a human to survive on her own. It wouldn't be long before Jaelyn would need to do just that, though. The least Ash could do was prepare her for the inevitable. The monsoon season on Buncombe's northern hemisphere was winding...
by Terry Howard | Oct 21, 2015 |
The Mountain Top Baptist Bible Institute August, 1636 One sunny afternoon in the front parlor . . . Nora MacDermott found herself brought up short, wrestling with two variant texts of the same scripture passage, texts she would never have even imagined had her...
by David Dove | Oct 21, 2015 |
April 1635 Louis Garrison shot up in bed, his eyes wide in terror and his breath coming in rapid gasps. He looked around the dark room in confusion. “Where am I? This isn’t my room.” There was no one in the bed next to him and he searched the darkness in a...
