The cops cordoned off the area,the lobby of the building was covered in blood and body parts. We hid in the bushes and watched them try to tame the poor ent that went crazy and tore though downtown. They didn’t know what it was that was happening, but two of us had already begun changing to light. It was the end of the word and the world. We rode that giant tree spirit to to edge or the world and knowing, the we joined our ancestors in the sky.

I waited on the platform and could see it in the sky a few clicks away.
The commuter barges were never on time. The main cars always smelled like cabbage and the toilet was always out of order. The tier 2 and 1 seats however were super nice. She had reserved a private suite somewhere on tier 1. She was recently divorced and looked like she stepped out of Disintegration. I hadnt seem her in close to 20 years. A little sadder, a little older, she still smelled like roses.

When i got into publishing the last thing I expected to do was learn a new alphabet that would give me a nose bleed and kill my cat. I suppose if you have to sign your contract in blood they mean something different when they say “We publish dangerous books.”