Pattern Breakers

The world was made of patterns. Eo lived to break them. It wasn't that he was antagonistic, quite the opposite. He just knew the truth: within the patterns lay the malice. The bigger patterns were called cycles. Paradoxically, the bigger ones were harder to see. The interlocking cycles could form larger patterns still, large enough… Continue reading Pattern Breakers

A Thief in the Court

The girl was a thief. Many had suspected, which is as good as knowing when spoken with authority. She had stolen many things in public, but always these had been ethereal. She had stolen glances, looks even, stolen hearts on several occasions, and captured imaginations in scores. But here she lay now, bleeding all over… Continue reading A Thief in the Court