by Erik K. Osbourne | Jan 15, 2014 | Snippets
Iwaku was trembling, crumbling, plunging forward so fast and yet turning so still. I could taste the mortality in the air; it hung like a miasma over the city, fogging the panes of shattered windows and obscuring the looming shapes in the sky above me. Fragments of...
by Erik K. Osbourne | Jan 15, 2014 | Snippets
This had gone on far too long. My bike skidded to a halt, the purr of her engine reaching a roaring crescendo and then dimming to a steady thrum as I kicked the brake. I left her running as I slid from the seat; my mind- and eyes- were more concerned with watching the...
by Erik K. Osbourne | Jan 15, 2014 | Snippets
A month. No, not even that. That’s all the time that has passed since I came to this dark city, since I came down, into a place called Iwaku. Someone told me once that Iwaku means “to tell a story”; whether or not that’s true, I intend to tell mine. My name is Ozryel,...
by Erik K. Osbourne | Jan 15, 2014 | Snippets
When he saw the small “Roommate Wanted” ad tucked in like a footnote on the classified page of the local paper, Desya had the oddest sense that he’d just been given a sign. The morning had begun like any other, with the smell of hot oatmeal cooking...
by Erik K. Osbourne | Jan 15, 2014 | Snippets
“If I can’t live to see you in a wedding dress, love, at least promise me a prom dress.” Those had been Gran’s last conscious words as she’d squeezed Bree’s hand with gnarled and shaking fingers, her gaunt yellowed face a stark...
