short stories

Effigy Nights

They are connoisseurs of writing in Imulai Mokarengen, the city whose name means inkblot of the gods.

The city lies at the galaxy’s dust-stranded edge, enfolding a moon that used to be a world, or a world that used to be a moon; no one is certain anymore. In the mornings its skies are radiant with clouds like the plumage of a bird ever-rising, and in the evenings the stars scatter light across skies stitched and unstitched by the comings and goings of fire-winged starships. Its walls are made of metal the color of undyed silk, and its streets bloom with aleatory lights, small solemn symphonies, the occasional duel.

Thanks to Daedala and Yune Kyung Lee. Published in Clarkesworld Magazine. Reprinted in The Best Science Fiction and Fantasy of the Year, Volume Eight, ed. Jonathan Strahan.  To be reprinted in Prime Books’ The Year’s Best Science Fiction and Fantasy: 2014, ed. Rich Horton, and The Mammoth Book of Warriors and Wizardry, ed. Sean Wallace.

The Saint of Guns and Seran originally came to me in an idea for a novel.  I scrapped the novel because the plot was a mess (no, trust me on this), but the characters were too good to waste.

In the meantime, if anyone who is better at art than I am wants to make me character paper dolls, please do!