A crew who just met are setting sail for a year to this destination on a body that is not water....

The bench was unoccupied, just like the day before. Except for a book. The same book, with the cartoon boy and girl looking over an edge of a cliff, their dog behind them clinging for dear life. There were no words and yet she opened it everyday as if she could read it.

She started towards the bench, as a voice calls, “Good morning, Aggie! Care to join us today?” 

The voice is either Dave. Or Be...

Plumes of smoke dance around the head priest as he stands on the dais, stoic and smug. He has lit a sage wand, as other priests walk the aisles with their heavy perfumes and oils. Anything to hide the smell of the several packed sweaty bodies within the temple. And the decaying flesh and maggots.

“Azure, most high, we thank you.” They chant as they walk by. 

A wooden cart accompanied by four unl...

The voices came, as I knew they would. One low and gravely. The other, pitchy and sharp. They had arrived to see the shattered glass. The torn up rugs. The splatter on the floor.

I lay still, listening.

“No sign of forced entry. Who’s the resident?” The gravel voice said. Their feet dragged on the floor, a pause, and then the faint sound of bones popping. “Looks like she was stabbed, Eve, more tha...