Image is Bronze Valley by Vera Dochich
Leif, a gigantic, white-haired true-kin. Escaped servitor. Wields a dyad rifle. Owns a singing crystal that wails in cryptic song.
Faulkner, “Faulk”, a golden-black new-ibis. Believes he is human. Refuses to wear a mask. Owns a nightmare box, of which he suspects nothing.
Faulk and Leif wake early. They slowly try to make their noiseless way out of the wreck of the Cynosura and exit without any trouble. No yurlings or despondent janitor-synths challenge them. When they finally crawl through a half-shut garbage disposal chute, they enter the dull peach light of morning. The worm pollen has kept falling and is now threatening to engulf the landscape.Continue reading