Fantasy
Not Our Brother
Halperin came into San Simón Zuluaga in late October, a couple of days before the fiesta of the local patron saint, when the men of the town would dance in masks. He wanted to see that.
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Fiction
Science Fiction
Craters
The driver, head covered by a half-assed turban, smiles a little too much, and when he yes-ma’ams you and no-ma’ams you, you can be lulled into thinking he actually works for you.
Fantasy
The Gravedigger of Konstan Spring
There was something more civilized about a town that could bury its dead, if they stayed dead, and so Folkvarder Gray put out the notice for a gravedigger.
Science Fiction
Dark Sanctuary
In the asteroid belt you either have fast reflexes or you’re a statistic. I slammed into the airlock bulkhead and stopped dead, waiting to see where the laser beam would hit next.
Fantasy
The Mermaid and the Mortal Thing
It is rare to glimpse a mermaid, rarer still a whole pod building sandcastles.
Fantasy
Her Words Like Hunting Vixens Spring
The fox shoulders and wriggles from between her jaws, first the whiskery, pointed muzzle and then all the rest. Finally free, it shakes its sodden coat and shoots Rosa a disgusted look.
Science Fiction
War 3.01
Kevin O’Farrell was in town when the war broke out. He was in town when the war ended. It was that quick.
Science Fiction
The Five Elements of the Heart Mind
The Dandelion lost structural integrity so quickly that I doubt the bridge even had time for a distress call, and this escape pod’s radio is only sub-light.
Fantasy
A State of Variance
Her son’s face was almost a perfect mirror of itself, in such a way that one realized how imperfections created trust because no one trusted her son, with that perfect symmetry in his face.
Science Fiction
Always True to Thee, in My Fashion
Suzanne liked wearing the new feelings. They were light and cool, allowing her a lot of freedom of movement. The off-hand affection made her feel unencumbered, graceful.
