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Wolves of the Wire

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Wolves of the Wire

I used to lie awake, listening to the wind blowing through the old telegraph wires that criss-crossed our street. That eerie, ephemeral howling could wake me from the deepest sleep. On nights when the rain turned fine, I would wait for the irregular beat of heavy drops falling from the low points of each wire onto surfaces below. I remember once seeing a fox leap high into the air, struck by one of those fat, silver beads. I always wondered about that, until one night I too got hit. That drop seemed colder than the mizzle about me, shocking me with both temperature and impact: heavier than rain, yet of it. “Come back, Frederick.” Michaela’s always paired with me because she can sense when my concentration wavers. I twitch. One of those full-body ones. “One-point landing.” She chuckles: “Felt like all points from here. Only brought you back because I want to daydream for a while.” “Don’t you mean night dream? It is night, after all.” “Technically it’s morning. Letting your mind wander

Just Testing

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Just Testing

Massive wings beat the ground as it tears chunks from Devon’s body, the blue glow of its eyes turned purple by smeared blood. We’re all using laryngophone comms so as not to attract it’s attention. “That’s not my vulture.” I glance toward Cat. “Not anymore. Used to be. You can see faded roundels on the tail feathers.” She nods: “A Calliapteran Model Four. Based on the Cinerous Vulture.” “Calliapteran? Isn’t that the company who did those mad-dog hyenas?” “Mad cat, you mean. That would be their Model Two. Seventy kilos of tailored nightmare built from the Spotted Hyena. If the rumours are true, the different strains of Calliapteran faunatech can work together. Imagine that flying horror with ground support.” Miguel whispers from where he’s watching our six. “Not funny you should mention that. I’ve got a trio of heat signatures, warm like faunatech, a quarter-click south. They’re problem-sized and coming this way.” Cat rolls closer to me: “That’s not good. A

My Books, 2011 - 2020

Decade - First Edition Cover

6:16 - First Edition Cover

The Breeze from Beyond - First Edition Cover

Station X7 - First Edition Cover

Church of Rain - First Edition Cover

ReState

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ReState

He stares from the screen, hair in fashionable disarray, jowls freshly barbered, teeth so white they nearly shine, eyes like glass beads. “Good evening. I am appearing before you tonight to explain a few things that have been attracting media attention. As the topics I need to discuss are important, all other programmes have been suspended until this broadcast is complete. “I have attended several meetings to discuss how to tell you what I need to tonight. In the end, we all agreed that truth will save time and provide clarity, despite possibly being upsetting. “To that end, I feel it best to start with a simple statement: i

Continuity Failure - First Edition Cover

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Wolves of the Wire

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Wolves of the Wire

I used to lie awake, listening to the wind blowing through the old telegraph wires that criss-crossed our street. That eerie, ephemeral howling could wake me from the deepest sleep. On nights when the rain turned fine, I would wait for the irregular beat of heavy drops falling from the low points of each wire onto surfaces below. I remember once seeing a fox leap high into the air, struck by one of those fat, silver beads. I always wondered about that, until one night I too got hit. That drop seemed colder than the mizzle about me, shocking me with both temperature and impact: heavier than rain, yet of it. “Come back, Frederick.” Michaela’s always paired with me because she can sense when my concentration wavers. I twitch. One of those full-body ones. “One-point landing.” She chuckles: “Felt like all points from here. Only brought you back because I want to daydream for a while.” “Don’t you mean night dream? It is night, after all.” “Technically it’s morning. Letting your mind wander

Just Testing

J

Just Testing

Massive wings beat the ground as it tears chunks from Devon’s body, the blue glow of its eyes turned purple by smeared blood. We’re all using laryngophone comms so as not to attract it’s attention. “That’s not my vulture.” I glance toward Cat. “Not anymore. Used to be. You can see faded roundels on the tail feathers.” She nods: “A Calliapteran Model Four. Based on the Cinerous Vulture.” “Calliapteran? Isn’t that the company who did those mad-dog hyenas?” “Mad cat, you mean. That would be their Model Two. Seventy kilos of tailored nightmare built from the Spotted Hyena. If the rumours are true, the different strains of Calliapteran faunatech can work together. Imagine that flying horror with ground support.” Miguel whispers from where he’s watching our six. “Not funny you should mention that. I’ve got a trio of heat signatures, warm like faunatech, a quarter-click south. They’re problem-sized and coming this way.” Cat rolls closer to me: “That’s not good. A

My Books, 2011 - 2020

Station X7 - First Edition Cover

The Breeze from Beyond - First Edition Cover

ReState

R

ReState

He stares from the screen, hair in fashionable disarray, jowls freshly barbered, teeth so white they nearly shine, eyes like glass beads. “Good evening. I am appearing before you tonight to explain a few things that have been attracting media attention. As the topics I need to discuss are important, all other programmes have been suspended until this broadcast is complete. “I have attended several meetings to discuss how to tell you what I need to tonight. In the end, we all agreed that truth will save time and provide clarity, despite possibly being upsetting. “To that end, I feel it best to start with a simple statement: i

Continuity Failure - First Edition Cover

Wyld by Nature - First Edition Cover

Memory Lane - First Edition Cover

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Vine Dragon

Artist // Professional // Literature
My Bio

Author (of sci-fi, horror, & fantasy), publisher, game designer, pagan, and part-time poet.


Favourite Visual Artist
Luis Royo / Rodney Matthews (Stormbringer era)
Favourite Movies
The Mummy ('99) / Broken Arrow / Centurion / Fifth Element / The Warriors / + many more
Favourite TV Shows
FBI / Castle / Numb3rs / Dimension W / Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress / + a few more
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Grand Magus / Motorhead / Danny Vaughn / + a few more
Favourite Books
Midnight Nation (Straczynski) / Lord Kalvan of Otherwhen (H Beam Piper)
Favourite Writers
Mick Farren / HP Lovecraft / Andre Norton / + at least a dozen more
Favourite Games
Magic the Gathering / Resident Evil 2 The Board Game / 4098
Favourite Gaming Platform
n/a
Tools of the Trade
Windows laptop + Office 2019 / Arcsoft Photostudio / Affinity Photo / Powerpoint
Other Interests
Physical culture / Aibo / Paganism / Staff writer at 365tomorrows.com

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Of all your descriptive choices, pagan did the trick for me. How have I missed your work all this time? You've been on dA almost as long as I have. Oh well. I'm watching now.
RafellinProfessional Writer
It used to be that to conceal something, you had to secrete it away somewhere. Now we have the internet, and finding anything amidst the terabytes of trivia is the real art.

I still haven't worked out the magic way to get my stories to the people who'll be interested. So I'll keep on writing stories, publishing books, and hope more folk like you wend their way to me by word of mouth or whim of the powers.
There are a lot of us on that wending road.
IanTPHobbyist Digital Artist
Belated Birthday Greetings!
RafellinProfessional Writer
Thank you!
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Kitty kitty - RaveThank you for the llama and have a good day!Kitty kitty - Dont care   
IanTPHobbyist Digital Artist
Happy Birthday dude, hope you had a good one :) x