Running Waters

The drought across the Vast Plains had lasted far longer than any before.  The months rolled into years never spilling a single drop of rain.  The grass dried, and the deep green of the plains faded.  The wandering tribes fought and stole from one another, claiming any remaining food and water as their own, but…

An Alley

Forgotten in shadow. Crushed beneath the middle city. Oppressed by the elites floating above them all. It’s home to all kinds of predators. Some lay quietly in wait, snatching any opportunity that stumbles into their path. The large figure stepped into the alley ahead of the two women, silhouetted in the soft gas lamps of…