“He sang nursery rhymes to paralyze the wolves that eddy out the corner of his eyes”
– Neko Case, “Dirty Knife”
F I C T I O N
It’s a long way from here to the next town, if there even is a next town, and there’s not much else to do in the wasteland but kick shit.
It was Rob who first caught the ashen flash of the angel’s hair, because the goddess was surveying the soot-streaked walls and rubble and fractured streets in growing outrage.
How do you defeat a Waduf? Therein lies a tale in itself. A tale, that like the great worm that circles the universe, must eat of its own tail to unfold its truths.
While my braids still chatter with the tallies of my kills, my armor no longer thrums with battlefield magic, and my swords no longer sing their sad songs.
You’re a teenage Syren on the run, but no one must ever know that because your race is a bringer of doom, its very name carries disaster and death.
P O E T R Y
|Artwork: Eddie Wilson is an artist/author/storyteller and proprietor of whisperstudio. He has also freelanced in the comics and gaming industries with clients including Lucasfilms, HeavyMetal Magazine, Daw Books, etc. His latest works can found in the recently released steampunk art anthology 1000 Steampunk Creations and three personal art sketchbooks.|