Dark Moments
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alt="Fresh by Tim Law"
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Fresh by Tim Law
I have whispered those words before, in passionate moments when desire has overruled logic. Tonight, you believe we have taken playtime from the bedroom to the kitchen. Your naivety makes...
Fresh by Tim Law
I have whispered those words before, in passionate moments when desire has overruled logic. Tonight, you believe we have taken playtime from the bedroom to the kitchen. Your naivety makes...
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alt="Feast of the Dead by M. Belanger"
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Feast of the Dead by M. Belanger
Sever the head with a single, swift strike. To hesitate brings shame to the family. Open the cavity and remove all organs. Offer these to the gods. They like their...
Feast of the Dead by M. Belanger
Sever the head with a single, swift strike. To hesitate brings shame to the family. Open the cavity and remove all organs. Offer these to the gods. They like their...
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alt="Wyrdbane by Weird Wilkins"
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Wyrdbane by Weird Wilkins
I always thought I’d die in battle… Now I lie here, the drifting snow slowly smothering my twisted form. My skin, blackened and wracked with weeping welts, sloughs in great...
Wyrdbane by Weird Wilkins
I always thought I’d die in battle… Now I lie here, the drifting snow slowly smothering my twisted form. My skin, blackened and wracked with weeping welts, sloughs in great...
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alt="For Glory by Kai Delmas"
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For Glory by Kai Delmas
Gunnar breathed in the sea spray as if it were mead while they sailed through the storm. Midgard's edge was surely close now. They had been sailing for weeks. Scales...
For Glory by Kai Delmas
Gunnar breathed in the sea spray as if it were mead while they sailed through the storm. Midgard's edge was surely close now. They had been sailing for weeks. Scales...
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alt="Broken by Tim Law"
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Broken by Tim Law
You cut down my father, stole my sister away; leaving me a sword I couldn’t lift and a burning desire for revenge. Now you have returned, older, just as I...
Broken by Tim Law
You cut down my father, stole my sister away; leaving me a sword I couldn’t lift and a burning desire for revenge. Now you have returned, older, just as I...
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alt="Norseman of the Dead by Andrew Kurtz"
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Norseman of the Dead by Andrew Kurtz
The rancorous stench of death emanating from the Viking longboat reached up to the Halls of Valhalla and Fenrir's nostrils. The dead don't always travel on land, but sea. The...
Norseman of the Dead by Andrew Kurtz
The rancorous stench of death emanating from the Viking longboat reached up to the Halls of Valhalla and Fenrir's nostrils. The dead don't always travel on land, but sea. The...
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alt="The Last One by Stephen Herczeg"
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The Last One by Stephen Herczeg
Dark skies greet me as I wake. Pain strikes my flesh. ‘Tis nothing compared to that of my friends, my comrades, my enemies. Dead, littering the battlefield, unmoving. I am...
The Last One by Stephen Herczeg
Dark skies greet me as I wake. Pain strikes my flesh. ‘Tis nothing compared to that of my friends, my comrades, my enemies. Dead, littering the battlefield, unmoving. I am...
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alt="Shield-Maiden by Kailey Alessi"
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Shield-Maiden by Kailey Alessi
“Don’t touch me!” I back up, my knife comically small compared to the sword brandished by the invader. “You’re brave, girl.” The invader removes her helmet and blonde braids cascade...
Shield-Maiden by Kailey Alessi
“Don’t touch me!” I back up, my knife comically small compared to the sword brandished by the invader. “You’re brave, girl.” The invader removes her helmet and blonde braids cascade...
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alt="Völva by Martin Murray"
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Völva by Martin Murray
Oein awaited the Witch on the grounds where his slaughtered army lay. She promised him their return in exchange for his daughters. The Witch appeared from the shadows, her face...
Völva by Martin Murray
Oein awaited the Witch on the grounds where his slaughtered army lay. She promised him their return in exchange for his daughters. The Witch appeared from the shadows, her face...
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alt="Facing the Enemy by Jameson Grey"
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Facing the Enemy by Jameson Grey
“This cur does not deserve the blood eagle,” Harald, the clan chief, declared. Having once witnessed the ritual, I considered him not tearing out my ribs and ripping out my...
Facing the Enemy by Jameson Grey
“This cur does not deserve the blood eagle,” Harald, the clan chief, declared. Having once witnessed the ritual, I considered him not tearing out my ribs and ripping out my...
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alt="Boat Ride by James Rumpel"
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Boat Ride by James Rumpel
Thor Rorakson hesitated before opening his eyes. He felt calm, as if he were floating. Perhaps he was on his way to Valhalla. The village’s resistance had been surprising, and...
Boat Ride by James Rumpel
Thor Rorakson hesitated before opening his eyes. He felt calm, as if he were floating. Perhaps he was on his way to Valhalla. The village’s resistance had been surprising, and...
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alt="Fatal Walk by David D. West"
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Fatal Walk by David D. West
Broðir grunted as they made the incision in his naked stomach. His captors reached two fingers in, hooked a section of long intestine, and pulled. Broðir shuddered at the squelching...
Fatal Walk by David D. West
Broðir grunted as they made the incision in his naked stomach. His captors reached two fingers in, hooked a section of long intestine, and pulled. Broðir shuddered at the squelching...