Category: Story

  • Citraxx

    Continued from Night Station… I woke late, my mouth dry though thankfully from the coffee in the early hours rather than the ale. I slung…

  • Night Station

    Continued from Waiting… I awoke in the small hours, station time. This time there was no feeling that someone was outside my door – no…

  • Waiting

    Continued from Contact unexpected… Tiredness crept over me by mid-evening. There was no sign of Jenckque so I left the Ax-cellar-on Bar and returned to…