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    • X – The Price of Pain Cover
      by — One calculates a citizen's measure by grading their empathy, benevolence, and financial worth. One measures a soldier’s value by the skill of his kills, his labor, and years in service. Sadly, no rubric exists for a citizen who is also a soldier. Planus ruminates on such things in the shadow of Skipio’s recent brutality, all the while haunted by memories of rescuing him from the sea. That day, Caesar, his leader and kin, sent Planus on a routine inspection of the merchant ships harvesting chalk from…
    • IX – The Slaughter Arena Cover
      by — This violent summer is the hottest in memory. Bitch Face, the pretty Roman, covers the dead farmer and her children while his brothers hack away at her barley field. He casts an anxious gaze across the field at the forest. Deep within the trees, Aedan the Owl squats on a high branch, his foot rising so his toe can scratch the itch behind his ear. He watches Bitch Face, whose rage over a slaughtered lover burns hot, and grins. This rare show of emotion unsettles his cadre of most loyal, awaiting him…
    • XI – The Tamesa Encounter Cover
      by — Roman horses smell more of their kind across the river as tension shrinks their nerves. A towering palisade stands along the opposite bank, where an elderly man, favoring his staff, stands on a rampart behind it. Wind lashes at his long white hair, exposing facial cracks that prove him the oldest man on this island. “This is as far as you go, Rome!” Ostin the Ageless shows his grasp of Latin. Caesar, the battle king these natives call Kaiser, yells back, “There will be no turning…
    • VIII – The Sacrifice Cover
      by — This captive burns hot when he sleeps, never waking, no matter how indelicate a druid’s touch. Here lies the beauty of the falls, the lion from his vision. Aedan’s thumb pushes at an eyelid, revealing a lily pad floating in the white, and its dark center widening with exposure to the light. His smooth skin stinks of cooking fire, and his soft nipples taste of roasted rabbit. He sits upon the strapping prisoner and delights in how the man’s muscular gut feels his bare crack. Cock in hand, he guides…
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      Suffocation III

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      by — PAC Goruym - Ramx`atol1 Yubol 2249 - 2150 Hours The skua fought against the unyielding gale, its patchy down ruffled by a relentless midnight wind. Hope emerged beneath its hooked bill in the form of a radiant colossal turtle, itinerant on the powerful swells. Dox stepped clear when the beleaguered skua landed sloppily on the railing overhead—no good ever came from standing under a gull. She gazed at the flight deck as if it were her first day on the planet, still reeling from her commanding…
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      Suffocation II

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      by — Surface Operational HousingDirtox’takal 1 Yubol 2249 1430 Hours Sofita woke to the sound of seal barks and piercing laughter. The sheer act of dozing off still unsettled her after so many years. Bouts of sleep plagued those who served between the poles, and luckily for her, such naps didn’t interfere with her ability to hibernate at the end of the year. Across the pool, a juvenile seal, its stubby whiskers dripping with wet ice, let out a farewell yelp and dove into the black water before…
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      Suffocation I

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      by — Kuril Base NorthRaxuta`acarol (Pacific Ocean)1 Yubol 2249 0130 Hours Unlike the other young men before him, he didn’t dive for a dark corner when she entered the room, or collapse to the floor sobbing. Bare feet left a spotty trail over the dark polar tile, leading her to the room’s lone bench, where he lost himself in the hazy depths beyond the glass. She moved her fingertips over the climate-control pad, dulling the room’s oppressive heat. Red-blooded helovx ran cold under the sea, one…
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