So I was lying awake and realized I just needed to write. This is what came out. I thought I would share it with you. It is not holiday themed. This is by no means done. It definitely could use an edit pass. Enjoy.
They Are Coming
by Dale C. McCoy, Jr.
In the dark here I lay, unable to sleep.
All is still and quiet. In the dim light I see no movement.
The only sound is that of my own heart pounding in my chest.
For I know that they are coming.
I know not when they will arrive.
Perhaps it will be today or tomorrow night.
But no matter when, I know they will come for me.
Perhaps even now they are coming.
Their names do not matter.
They will dress in robes and carry wavey daggers.
I can fight all I want. It does not matter. More will come.
There can be no doubt that they are coming.
There is no where to hide.
They will find my safe shelter.
They have their people in with the police.
They will find me. They are coming.
They call upon dark powers.
They control many through the mystical dreams.
Great old ones are on their side. They wield great power.
How can they be stopped when they are coming.
I know they exist.
Discovery they fear above all else.
That is my crime. I know Cthulhu’s worshippers live on.
It is only a matter of time until they are coming.
A scratching sound!
Schuffling coming from the other room.
If this is my last moment, then they will fight to the end.
They will not take me easily now that they are coming.
When a group of zombie hunters encounters a walker that’s just a little too fresh, the fetchling ranger Sebesten discovers far more danger in the Outlands than he expected. Can he evade the dead that walk? Will he discover what terrible force is behind this menace—and can he make it back to Blackbat in time to warn the stronghold of the approaching horde? Find out more in this exciting new Shadowsfall tale!
Storm of Shadows is the third in the Shadowsfall Legends line of short tales taking place on the Plane of Shadows. Now available in PDF, mobi (Kindle) and ePub. This amazing story, written by Rick Cox, can be downloaded at DriveThruFiction/DriveThruRPG/RPGNow, Paizo, the d20PFSRD eStore, Amazon.com and BN.com.
Be sure to also download the first two in the series. Shadowsfall Legends: Pawn, Deception, and Sacrifice, written by Mur Lafferty, author of Playing for Keeps. Download it now at DriveThruFiction/DriveThruRPG/RPGNow, Paizo.com, the d20PFSRD eStore, Amazon.com, BN.com, and Smashwords
The second in the series, The Gem that Caught Fire was written by the infameous Ed Greenwood of Forgotten Realms fame. Download it now at DriveThruFiction/DriveThruRPG/RPGNow Paizo.com, the d20PFSRD eStore, Amazon.com, BN.com, and Smashwords
When the umbral kobold owner of the Exploding Herb alchemy shop is questioned about a magical gem that he may or may not have enchanted, both danger and bombs fly. Will Kurdag find a mortal enemy among the Hookblades? Will the neighbor’s wagon be smashed to splinters or explode into woodchips?
The Gem That Caught Fire is the second in the Shadowsfall Legends line of short tales taking place on the Plane of Shadows. This amazing story is written by infamous Ed Greenwood. It is now available in PDF, ePub, and mobi (Kindle) formats. Download today at DriveThruRPG/DriveThruFiction/RPGNow, Paizo.com, Amazon.com, BN.com, Smashwords and many more.
Also check out the first in the Shadowsfall Legends series: Pawn, Deception and Sacrifice written by Mur Lafferty. Download it today at DriveThruRPG/DriveThruFiction/RPGNow, Paizo.com, Amazon Kindle Store, Smashwords, B&N Nook and more in the near future. Download today in ePub, PDF and now in mobi (Kindle) formats. Read it today on your computer, phone or tablet.
Today, we present you with the exciting opening to Shadowsfall Legends: Pawn, Deception and Sacrifice. This story, written by Mur Lafferty is an exciting opener to the Shadowsfall Legend series. Without further ado, we present the opener to Pawn Deception and Sacrifice.
The baby in her arm shrieked, and all Valdia could think of was how she was going to get down the cliff face while holding the child. If it were just herself, she could nimbly drop down, slowing her fall with clever grabs onto rocky outcroppings, but there was no way she could do that with a baby in one arm. If the baby died while she was rescuing it, she would be reviled and possibly run out of the town of Sheol.
“Never mind that without me, they’d fall prey to the undead hordes that roam Shadowsfall in a week’s time,” she muttered to herself. She could barely hear her low voice over the infant’s cries.
Valdia held tightly to the ledge leading to the cave with her right hand and felt carefully for her next foot hold. It had seemed so much easier climbing up. But then she’d been solo, intending to rescue the kidnapped infant from the clutches of ghouls. She didn’t know why they needed it, but she was sure that ghouls couldn’t want it for any noble reason. She had accepted the gold from the tearful parents and gone on her way.
She broke the rule of free climbing and looked down, hoping to see the next foot hold for her to step down. She didn’t know what she expected, in this land of eternal night, there was little difference between day and night. As she started to feel around with her feet for another foot hold, a boot settled on her left hand. It was carefully placed, the intent was clearly to trap, not crush.
Valdia hissed and looked up. A very tall man stood above her, watching her.
“What do you want, Father?” she asked.
Lavin, the vampire, gave her a closed lipped smile. “Just a moment of your time.” The pressure on her hand increased. She was definitely trapped; she couldn’t enter combat with a child in her arms, even she knew that much about parenting.
“All right,” she said. “You have that.”
He removed his foot from her hand. She thought briefly about running, but gritted her teeth. She was a woman of her word, and besides, he was much, much faster than she was. She pulled herself up to the ledge and kicked aside an ichor-coated skeleton to face him.
The baby wailed. She made a face at it, but she held it tighter to her body. Valdia knew that this little bundle of annoyance was ill-bred for surviving on this dark plane. The little warmth the dim sun provided was fading fast as it would soon set. The sky was already beginning to change from its deep purple color of day to the all-consuming blackness of night.
“I can think of a quick way to silence it,” her father suggested mildly.
“No, thank you,” she said. She pulled her cloak up and over her armor, then settled the baby against her shoulder. It let out a very loud belch and then made a surprised whimper. Instead of screaming again, it reached out and grabbed the handle of Valdia’s wartrident.
“I can see you get your nurturing instincts from me,” Lavin said.
In the blessed quiet, she said, “What do you want with me, Lavin?”
“You’re an admirable warrior, Valdia. I’ve been watching you; I don’t know many in Shadowsfall who could defeat you. But I do worry.”
She snorted. “You worry? That implies you care, and we both know that is a lie.”
He frowned. “Yes, you have a point. You are a product of me, however, and carry my reputation with you.”
“I hunt people like you.”
His pale face broke into a wide grin, displaying his fangs. “Yes, but you do it so well. I don’t care who you fight for, only that you do it well, not stupidly. As long as you are feared then I can call you my daughter.”
“You have no idea how little that means to me.” She tried to pull her trident from the infant’s fist, but it would not let go, and she figured it was keeping the little rat occupied.
“It matters to me. And therefore I must warn you to think about why you are here, and what you are doing.” He extended his long-fingered hand, palm up, to the carnage around them. Dead ghouls and one gigantic spider littered the shallow cave; one body smoldered over a fire, giving off a ghastly scent.
“As you said, parenting wasn’t your strong point. But humans usually want their children safe,” she indicated the infant on her shoulder, which had brought the handle of her wartrident to its mouth to gnaw.
“That infant has no parents,” her father said dismissively. “If you were a true vampire, you would have known this the minute you picked it up.” He leaned forward and made a big deal of sniffing the top of the infant’s head. “You could smell his mother’s milk on him, if he had a mother. He hasn’t touched his mother in weeks. See?”
He pulled the boy’s shirt back and Valdia could see the small brand on the back of the child’s neck. “They brand orphans?”
“Some brand unwanted, yes. Humans can be so barbaric. So if this child doesn’t belong to this woman, why did she send you here?”
“She could still be an adoptive mother,” Valdia protested.
Her father nodded. “Yes. She could. By all means, I could be wrong. But when you got here, the child was unharmed. Did you wonder what a ghoul would want with a human baby in the first place? Could he have been bait?”
They both looked around at the carnage, and Valdia shrugged. “If so, they needed a stronger force at this end.”
Lavin pointed down the mountain toward the village, and said, “Then perhaps the child was a distraction, to get you away from the village?”
Pick up your copy of Shadowsfall Legends: Pawn, Deception and Sacrifice – Valdia’s Tale today at DriveThruFiction, RPGNow, Paizo.com, Amazon Kindle Store, Smashwords and B&N Nook.
Happy New Year everyone! We at Jon Brazer Enterprises wanted to kick your new year off with a real treat so we launched the first in the Shadowsfall Legends stories. This short story written by awesome Mur Lafferty takes place in Shadowsfall focusing around our signature fighter Valdia. This half vampire warrior woman has a foot in two worlds and is at home in neither. Despite this, she is the hero of Shoel. While she races to rescue a child stolen away by ghouls, she discovers their more dastardly intent. Can she overcome the odds stacked against her or will she succumb to her darker side? What is her vampiric father’s stake in the outcome?
This is the first story in the Shadowsfall Legends line. Download it today at DriveThruFiction, RPGNow, Paizo.com, Amazon Kindle Store, Smashwords, B&N Nook and more in the near future. Download today in ePub, PDF or your preferred format. Read it today on your computer, phone or tablet.
Last week, EscapePod.org posted its 200th episode. 200 podcasts. Plus their flash fiction pieces and reviews. The best part is that they are excellent pieces of short fiction. These are some of the best stories published to date read for you with clean audio recording.
The podcast mostly focuses on science fiction, but in their early days they also had fantasy and horror as well. Since then they spun off those into PodCastle.org and PseudoPod.org, respectively. These are also excellent, but I prefer science fiction. For I have listened to the tales by Mike Resnick and have shed tears to Down Memory Lane and Robots Don’t Cry. I remember the joy and sorrow I felt when I first listened to a human-robotic love tale about Fred and Wilma (rated X). I still enjoy listening to a piece on a lesbian zombie (also rated X). I cannot get enough of the Union Dues tales; my favorites are EscapePod episodes 49, 154 and the origins story of 185. Searching all of them out is well worth it. And then there are the Mur Lafferty stories. Mur is my all time favorite author, period. I learned to love you work by listening to her stories on EscapePod (and her I Should Be Writing podcasts, but that’s for another blog post) and have been listening to her and reading her work ever since. Her Christmas stories are something of a tradition there. My favorites of hers are “Santa in my Pocket” and “I Look Forward to Remembering You“.
There are many, many other wonderful stories there. If you have a long commute to work or if you work all day on a computer and have plenty of free “ear” time, you owe it to yourself to download some of their stories. It will reignite your love of fiction and your love of science fiction in this busy world of ours. And remember to donate if you can. If you cannot, listen anyways. I cannot recommend them enough.