“Pride is a sin!” The protester yelled. The demon paused at the entrance of the bar and looked back. They’d been coming there, in one form or another, for centuries. It had always been a second home, a place of love amongst hate. They’d be damned again before they allowed anyone to destroy it. They examined the protester, secure in his sense of righteousness. But there was no light inside him, no spark of the divine. They adjusted their ace and agender pride pins and looked him in the eyes. “It is, sweetie. But not nearly so deadly as envy.”
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When Knighthawk finally captured his criminal nemesis Doctor Anarchy, he was awarded the key to the city by a grateful mayor. The next day, Doctor Anarchy struck again, even as he sat in his cell. Knighthawk arrested the ‘copycat’ too. But a week later, a third Doctor Anarchy appeared. They kept coming. Knighthawk missed me in his raid on the villain’s lair. Who was I? I was just a flunky. But the costume is cheap to assemble and easy to ship. What I wanted him to understand is that anyone can wear a mask. Making a real difference takes effort.
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“We’re close to an agreement,” the alien ambassador said telepathically. “I can almost, oh, what’s that gross thing you humans do?” The aliens were generally friendly, but their communication methods lacked tact, which had caused friction with human explorers since first contact. “You’ll have to be more specific,” I said icily. “The thing where you touch things with your slimy face hole.” I sighed. “Taste,” I said. “The world you’re looking for is ‘taste.'” “Of course. I can almost taste it.” The ambassador giggled, pleased with themself. I reminded myself that intergalactic peace was on the line and smiled politely.
When the creators announced their technology to record and playback dreams, it was called a hoax, but they proved it worked and went into business. The recording machine itself was simple, although franchises had a tendency to dress it up with LED lights. It scanned your brain activity and generated a recording in high-definition video. Hardly anyone noticed the clause at the end of the consent form granting the company commercial rights to all dreams. Most people assumed that it meant reusing the recordings for advertising. Until they hit their install base target, and the company turned on the paywall.
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When the red rain fell out of a clear sky, accompanied by a foul, burning stench, the village considered it to be the worst kind of omen. The priest conducted an impromptu service in the church so that he might prepare our souls for what was coming next. He ranted before a packed house, speculating on the sins that had brought this punishment down upon us from Heaven. I was the only one brave enough to stick out my tongue and taste the falling drops. It was worse than they thought. The tomato juice factory two towns over had exploded.
The Earth was dying. His solution was to escape: Find a new world and colonize it. He found a parallel Earth and jumped sideways, like changing the dial on a radio. He found himself in a beautiful, lush forest. He smelled fresh, clean air for the first time in weeks. He heard birds singing for the first time in years. It felt like home, even if the leaves were pink instead of green. He’d planned to steal this planet, but as he walked through the forest, he knew he couldn’t do it. Instead, he went home and saved his world.
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She poured herself a cup of tea and listened to the rain pouring on the shelter roof. She’d heard that heavy drumming nowhere else in her travels. She sat by the window and watched the storm outside rage across the rocky landscape, reshaping it before her eyes. She rarely took a break. Her duties kept her too busy to bask in the wonder of it all. Later she would task a drone to collect samples. She would analyze them and send the data back to Earth. But for now, she just watched the rain: diamonds falling from an alien sky.
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Hello readers! It probably wouldn’t surprise you to learn that I like flash fiction. I love the punch and immediacy of a good story that gets in and out in under a thousand words, leaving you thinking about it long after you’ve gotten up from your chair. If you’re a regular reader to my blog, I’m betting you dig flash fiction, too. That’s why I’m backing the Small Wonders Kickstarter, and I hope you will, too! Small Wonders is a new planned Flash Fiction magazine edited by Cislyn Smith and Stephen Granade. The project already has an issue zero out as a proof of concept, which looks outstanding with contributions by John Wiswell, Premee Mohamed, Beth Cato, and others. You can view free content from the issue one their website. The kickstarter is reaching the end of its run, so you’ll have to act fast to get your copy and ensure that this excellent project reaches its goal. Rewards include subscriptions, physical or digital copies, bookmarks, pins and even hangouts with authors and editors. Small Wonders is such a worthy project. I’m excited to be backing it, and I hope you will too. I am not affiliated with the project, but I plan to submit some pieces there if it gets funded. The Small Wonders kickstarter ends on March 30, so don’t wait to pledge your support. You can donate to the kickstarter HERE.
The Sisters of War have haunted armies since the time of Alexander. Their rumor has persisted, amongst the superstitious, to this day. A trio of monstrous women with pale faces and fierce, implacable expressions, they are said to decide victory and defeat. They hold the power of life and death over every soldier. Recruits whisper their names in chow lines, and Marines tattoo their image on their backs. Officers laugh about them in the club, but not at night when they lay awake listening to the howling wind outside their tents. The Sisters say nothing. They merely watch and wait.
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Written by Keiron Gillen Drawn by Valerio Schiti Colored by Marte Gracia Lettered by VC’s Clayton Cowles Published by Marvel Comics
The Skinny: Marvel’s big crossover event for the summer dives deep into Superhero Politics
Spinning out of The Eternals and Destiny of X, Guillen and Schiti deliver the opening salvo in a summer event comic that promises to be a bit more than your typical hero vs. hero slugfest. Because this isn’t just a book about superheroes. It’s a book about superhero international relations. The Mutant Nation of Krakoa continues to dominate the world stage by doing the impossible. After terraforming and colonizing Mars last year, the secret of their ability to resurrect dead mutants has become public knowledge. The fact that they are unable to bring back humans has led to a public backlash and mistrust. Meanwhile, the Eternals have been facing some societal shake-ups of their own. The tumult has left scheming Druig in charge as the Prime Eternal, and many of the other immortal heroes unsure of their purpose after being abandoned by their creators, the Celestials. Oh, also the Avengers are using the hollowed-out corpse of a dead celestial as their new base. For reasons. With Druig on shaky political footing, he comes up with a plan to unify his people and secure his power by convincing them that the Mutants are byproducts of their ancient enemies, the also Celestial-created Deviants, and thus they must be eradicated. Not unfamiliar with attempted genocide against them, the Mutants on Krakoa fend off the assault. The ones on Mars aren’t so lucky. As Druig moves through more and more of his fantastical arsenal of ancient Celestial technology to use against Mutantkind, sides are chosen. But who wins in a war where both sides are effectively immortal? And will anyone else still be standing when the dust settles? Obviously, the answer here is going to be ‘yes’ because this is a superhero comic, but I am enjoying the way this event is spinning out less from Action-movie cliches of previous events and the more cerebral moments from Eternals and Immortal X-Men. The first issue is mostly scene setting and getting the characters where they need to be, but it’s still a strong first issue, with great writing by Gillen. The scene between Druig and Moira X, and the whole thing with the protesters (no spoilers) is just chilling. Schiti and Gracia’s art is excellent. I love the opening pages, which juxtapose Iron Man and Sersi having brunch against the human protesters surrounding the X-Men’s treehouse headquarters. The colors are rich and the characters are all expressive and dynamic. This feels more like a political thriller than a superhero dustup, and the art sells it when the pages are mostly talking heads. A.X.E. Judgement Day #1 is now available in print from your local comics shop or digitally from the usual sources.
Hugh J. O'Donnell 