SHORT STORIES
OUT OF CORPSES
What do you do when you run out of corpses?
In the clanging factory tunnels of Kyrea, the question is one that's rarely heard, let alone answered.
Those who hear it know what is said next, why their friends and family are disappearing, and what is behind the sprawling machines that fuel the economy of The Droughtlands.
Kestra, having grown up in the dark reaches of Kyrea, still doesn't know the answer, but the opportunity to work as a smelter under one of the most prolific flux traders is an offer she can't turn down.
She just has to answer the question.
What do you do when you run out of corpses?
AN ECONOMIC GROWTH
Majura knows that she will be the last of her family to tend to her farm.
Her crop is feti grass, a hardly plant that only needs the cracks in the earth to grow and little more, but she is still constantly outstripped by her former friend Ainslie, a Kretatic with the ability to create contraptions of enchanted scrap metal to do the work for him.
When Ainslie shows up to market one week with a never seen before crop of odd, grey-green vines, Majura thinks her farm is now worthless.
When she discovers where this strange new plant has come from, she realises she’s about to have far bigger problems.