The puissant pustulant princes preside over plague, hiding in their high towers within deep caves.
Here, in their deep grottos, they experimented on human slaves snatched by raiding parties from the great subsurface empires. Blind and infirm, they nonetheless prove fitting hosts to carry the spores and diseases they develop, the strange contaminants the plague-masters seek [...]
The iron-hard membrane shattered, and the beast’s internal organs flowed out in a gruesome torrent. Triumphant, the knight turned from the grisly scene, leaving his enemy for scavengers and hunters who desired the remains of the creature’s entrails and powerful meat.
He rode out of the narrow valley and onto the plains beyond, an empty moor [...]
It was warm to the touch. Oddly warm, in fact – no lump of rock by the side of a river should be that warm, even after a day in the sun. Perhaps the light was magnified by the waves or something. She shrugged and walked on, briefly puzzling over it as she walked to [...]
Grass, sand, dirt, they all taste the same to me. None of them are food, none of them sate my hunger.
We took over the world eighty years ago. In a single night, all of us rose out of the depths of the crust of the earth, ploughing along the channels and caves, undermining entire cities, [...]
I travelled northeast, through the steppes of Krinkarrakoon and Joojinjakan, past the Eiskorn mountains and across the desert of Kullik (a cold desert I would not recomend visiting). Beyond all of these places lies the abode of the iron men, a tall city constructed of… actually, not iron. Indeed, I neither saw nor felt any [...]
They strode beneath a grey orange sun and looked out at the great ocean of sand before them. They numbered eight, each one stanger than the last. Tall, short, strong, slender, some wore cybernetic power armour while others went naked, waring only the natural furs that covered their bodies. But all held a common purpose.
The [...]
Dorek coruched and looked closely at the piled kindling and wood. Then he removed his laser pistol from the leather holster on his back and fired it, lighting the kindling.
“You really should do it the other way, you know. Just every now and again.”
Dorek grunted as he reached over to the cooking pots “I’m tired.”
Kerod [...]
It writhed and twisted between the narrow crevasses, running its way through the tiny fissures, vestigal legs reaching out by reflex, long trailing whiskers at front and behind. It felt for movement in these deep tiny cracks, for prey.
Hunger had driven it up from the lower waters and partially flooded chambers, up towards the air. [...]
My prison confines me. I cannot move at all in here, cannot stretch, these thick walls holding me still.
But I can see. That is the real torture of it all. I can see the outside world, see people laughing, see the sun, the sky, the leaves on the trees, the flowers and the grasses and [...]
As you can probably tell from the title, there’re some rude words in this one. And lots of poo. So don’t read if you’re easily offended or have a soft stomach for solid human waste…