More great freeness! Illustration from "Hello, Moto" by Nnedi Okorafor.
@Tor.com: "Hello, Moto" by Nnedi Okorafor.
"This is a tale you will only hear once. Then it will be gone in a flash of green light. Maybe all will be well after that. Maybe the story has a happy ending. Maybe there is nothing but darkness when the story ends."Now Posted: Beneath Ceaseless Skies - Issue #81
"Hence the King from Kagehana, Pt. I" by Michael Anthony Ashley.
"He shrugged into the straps of his cricket box and tested the mask of noise over the shuffle of his footsteps. The jostle irritated a chorus of angry chirping from the little territorial males. They didn’t like being forced together. Saga for his part offered them the only advice he knew: “Time is the mother of chance.” It was the Twelfth Knot and the favorite saying of Kagehana’s escape master. Employ enough patience and even the strongest prisons will show you a way out.""Read This Quickly, For You Will Only Have a Moment..." by Stephen Case.
"The one who brings your food is named Osla. My birds are trained well, and this one will have struck at his eyes. Take this parchment quickly, speak his name, and he will fall like the rain outside your window. You must move quickly, for the first guard will be at the door."Now Posted: Clarkesworld - Issue #62
"A Militant Peace" by David Klecha and Tobias S. Buckell.
"For Nong Mai Thuy, a Vietnamese Sergeant in the Marine Police, the invasion of North Korea starts with the parachute-snapping violence of a High Altitude, Low Opening jump deep in the middle of the inky black North Korean airspace at night. Here the air is the stillest, bleakest black. The bleakness of a world where electricity trickles only to the few in Pyongyang.""The Smell of Orange Groves" by Lavie Tidhar.
"On the roof the solar panels were folded in on themselves, still asleep, yet uneasily stirring, as though they could sense the imminent coming of the sun. Boris stood on the edge of the roof. The roof was flat and the building's residents, his father's neighbors, had, over the years, planted and expanded an assortment of plants, in pots of clay and aluminum and wood, across the roof, turning it into a high-rise tropical garden.""Silently and Very Fast (Part Two)" by Catherynne M. Valente.
"Humanity lived many years and ruled the earth, sometimes wisely, sometimes well, but mostly neither. After all this time on the throne, humanity longed for a child. All day long humanity imagined how wonderful its child would be, how loving and kind, how like and unlike humanity itself, how brilliant and beautiful"
Serial Fiction
@Paizo: "Blood and Money - Chapter Two: The Masquerade" by Steven Savile.
"The fact that someone wanted him dead was a bitter pill for Isra to swallow, but not a particularly surprising one. Act like an idiot long enough, splashing the cash and taking it as gospel that every woman in the city had been put there for your pleasure, and you were going to incur a certain amount of jealousy. That was just part of the image he had cultivated to hide the Nightwalker from prying eyes."Audio
@Beneath Ceaseless Skies: "The Judge's Right Hand" by J.S. Bangs.
"The brand Adultery will scar her pretty cheeks, and our son will wear the Bastard brand his whole life. But those aren't the brands I'm worried about."@Clarkesworld: "A Militant Peace" by David Klecha and Tobias S. Buckell, read by Mike Allen.
@StarShipSofa: "To Seek Her Fortune" by Nicole Kornher-Stace, read by Amy H. Sturgis.
"a Lady Explorer on a flying sentient ship, obsessed with visiting psychics and mystics to find an answer to a critical question." - Amazon.com
