I force myself further into the corner of a musty, damp room. Paint peels like ancient scrolls on the mouldering walls that crumble and stick to my hands when I push against it. Planet Nine’s shadow gives the daylight a gloomy look, like an extreme solar eclipse. Dim light comes from the window to my … Continue reading Planet Nine – The World Eater
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Tarmac Trepidation
The sun gleamed off the aircraft’s metallic underside. He could feel it radiating heat. His distorted reflection stared back, facial features recognisable, but askew. For a moment, his mirror-image appeared to smile, though he did not. He slowly reached out. He hoped the thin veil that separates this world from the one so often reflected … Continue reading Tarmac Trepidation
The (W)rites of Rob Knipe 