Silence Falls on Uruk's walls:
Dennis L. Siluk
“If it had not been for the temple harlot, goddess of Uruk, Shamhat, there would not have been an Epic of Gilgamesh, for she it… ” (8 December)
The Ghouls of the Forsaken Desert
Phillip A. Ellis
“Under a dying sun as dull as the bubble of last blood that swells and drops from the lips of a dying child, as a… ” (17 November)
Leigh Blackmore
“I have dreamed long of a certain remote vale, where the dark green boughs of luxuriant trees rise to the sky like lazily imploring sprites.… ” (30 October)
Michael Fantina
“Breathlessly I watched the trembling translucent curtains as a misty image transformed itself on the airy balcony. A slender sylph-like creature formed herself into existence… ” (30 March)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Evenings, Tropaion would climb up the hill to the north of the village, sunlight decaying to dusk. In the winter, his breath was like steam,… ” (30 October)
Michael Fantina
“The polished plateau-procured white oak, bound with iron hasps held the table top fast, a field whereon the sorcerer took sustenance for mind, body and… ” (11 October)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Suns that sparkle in the dew of the roses of Zothique transform to ruby each drop they fall through.
Each ruby has no price that… ” (11 October)
Second by Second, We Get Closer
Ian Sherred
“In autumn, the black cars emerge. Dark and shining as newly hatched beetles, they glide through the pine forest roads into the mountains. They carry… ” (11 April)
Aevernia, My Lady Of Reflections
John Gale
“Once, I kissed your lips, Aevernia, but they were lips of glass only, cold and endusted. Upon my withered lips, cold and dust. O for… ” (10 March)
In Autumn Sempiternal: A Triptych
John Gale
“The three panels are of rosewood, their backs paned with ivory-hued satin and hinged with strips of delicate silk, flushed with the palest lapis lazuli… ” (11 February)
Fermín Moreno González
“Once upon a time a haughty Shahir princess challenged whimsically her trusty devoted lover on asking him a riddle which the selfsame fennec God had… ” (11 December)
The Grove of the Ancient Willows
Gavin Edmund Smith
“The grove of the ancient willows was dark, yet strangely luminous with the light of filtered moonbeams. The gentle breezes spoke softly to the hanging… ” (11 June)
Phillip A. Ellis
“This is a tale concerning Nerikh the poet, and Roshiel the Damned. For Nerikh was not only a poet, but was also an Archipriest of… ” (31 May)
Sandor Szabo
“In the dim, silk-shrouded depths of a nameless opium den I take a gilded dragon's tongue between my lips. Inhaling the scented smoke that conjures… ” (11 April)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Who knows what number of travellers have sought ceaselessly through silent time for the meadows of ebony? What foot has trodden on that life-forsaken plain… ” (16 November)