morianpressMar 16, 2023Do No Harmby: Alec Peterson Fear of things invisible in the natural seed of that which everyone in himself calleth religion. ~ Thomas Hobbes...
morianpressMar 16, 2023Memories of Murderby: Fanny Crispin Grandfather Claymoor brushed his fingers together and murmured words Fortinbras didn't understand. The boy sat in...
morianpressMar 16, 2023The Moldrekian Telepathyby: Michelle Jacklyn Miller “I wish I was a woman,” Sanomeh told his friend, Tamarah. “I don't know why you don't just come out and tell...
morianpressMar 16, 2023DAWNby: H. Wayne Desper My horse's trot slowed to a rhythmic click-clack as we approached the edge of the forest. I stopped to watch the sun...