The Call

The thrum of deep sound hearkens me to *return.*

The Gauntlet

The year is not so far away and the American government is humming along like a well-oiled machine.

There was a knock on his door.

Father finally brought me to see the fire.

She summoned them to the grove with incense and decaying flesh.

When Zobe was born, they birthed through actions of their own.

I work for a content company. Most people do these days.

The smell of the same blood.

Many say “The Fermi Paradox” terrifies them.

The key to my creation was DNA. All of it.