Tag Archives: Luke Spooner

Fiction: On the Care and Training of Human Staff

An essay by The Mysterious Rumble Purr, as provided by Princess Rain E. Day Art by Luke Spooner The training and development of human staff can be one of the most difficult yet rewarding tasks assigned to the average feline. … Continue reading

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Fiction: The Prototype

An essay by Claire Lev, as provided by Judith Field Art by Luke Spooner When they let me out of hospital, I decided to rent somewhere with space to write. Jo, the social worker, helped me find a terraced house … Continue reading

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Fiction: The Edge of Gravity

An essay by Ellan Vannin, as provided by Arnout Brokking Art by Luke Spooner On the day of the race I arrive at the track early, the area already filled with frantic activity. Down by the kraals, the animal handlers … Continue reading

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Fiction: Do Not Touch

An essay by Professor Caldwell Mook, as provided by Nick Morrish Art by Luke Spooner I was recently the recipient of a sizeable bequest from Sir Blumquist Plimpington, a speculative microbiologist with whom I worked during the Manhattan Frog Pox … Continue reading

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Fiction: Stars Swimming in the Ether

An essay by Priscilla von Muller, as provided by Genevieve McCluer Art by Luke Spooner “Ms. von Muller, I was hoping we could ask you something.” Kirkpatrick, the head scientist of the facility, waved me over. His smug smile as … Continue reading

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Fiction: Children of the Guillotine

An essay by Bernard Asse, as provided by Nathan Crowder Art by Luke Spooner You sit there smiling, full of self-importance, bloated with secrets and my finest burgundy, and question the path that brought you here to me. Our previous … Continue reading

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Fiction: The Experiment Meets Certain Doom

An essay by Experiment 105, as related by Deborah L. Davitt Art by Luke Spooner I looked up from inside my cage as the skylight of the laboratory opened, and blinked. A swarm of insects poured through the opening, coalescing … Continue reading

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Fiction: Disinhibited

An excerpt from the journals of Combat Search & Rescue Consultant Lana McGee, as provided by Myna Chang Art by Luke Spooner Don’t call me a mercenary. Those guys are pricks. Kidnappers and murderers, the lot of them. I’m not … Continue reading

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Fiction: Smudge

An essay by the daughter of Hershel Conway, as provided by Jane Abbott Art by Luke Spooner My father was called a crazy man. More than that–a mad scientist. Although I considered such terms to be insults, I admittedly never … Continue reading

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Fiction: Marked

An essay by Rhiann, as provided by M A Smith Art by Luke Spooner Life as a pick-pocket is much easier when you are in possession of six arms. I followed in the family business, so to speak, and relocated … Continue reading

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