Authocracy, Joseph Pierce Dreams of Aether The darkness was all-consuming, swallowing everything, and seemed to grow and deepen as time passed. Had it been weeks, months, years? Had eons passed in the inky black? Or had it merely been seconds,... 20 Mar 2025
Authocracy, Joseph Pierce Up the J-Ropes “Jim, up the J ropes!” The captain shouted. “But I-” “We can talk later, if we make it,” the captain replied as she pushed him through the cabin door. Jim rushed toward the nearest fanned rope ladder.... 20 Mar 2025
Authocracy, Joseph Pierce Into Memoriam Riordan woke with a start. The wind had picked up and brought with it a chill. The grounds of Brimley Hall had remained unchanged, but the sun- where it was dipping behind the distant tree line- was n... 20 Mar 2025