Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Civil War on Kalkovac

This began our civil war.

Plasma rifleman with an unidentified House of Lesser Nobility, near the West Gate. Arbutus, 956.


Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Advocates/Hunchbacks: Whispers

Eventually the whispering turned, and was a storm. It doesn't matter if the words made sense or not.

In 956 His Majesty Delvar II left Kalkovac by chartered shuttle and went to exile. After just over sixteen hundred years safeguarding the royal house, the Domestice Family was unavailable for further judgement.

The throne is empty.


Saturday, September 26, 2015

Advocates/Hunchbacks: Words (d*)

We say, "Drasenk nabb culat." And then, "Buzade ko-kaym."

And the king

sags in our memory.


Friday, September 25, 2015

Advocates/Hunchbacks: Words (c*)

We say, "All Hail, Tok-Fugaeth! All Hail the Zillion!"

But these are not our words. Utterances.


Thursday, September 24, 2015

Advocates/Hunchbacks: Words (b*)

They say "Ha syzykeo" and the television flickers. They say 
"Ha syzykeo kaseve, kaseve syzykeo"-

and we say "Yi-kaseve, yi-syzykeo".


Thursday, September 3, 2015