Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 25 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… Jack was bolted into the machine, his ankles attached to the gearing with what looked like steel bars shot straight through them. And as we waited, Elka worked with a drill, its motor buzzing in…
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 24 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… When I came to, I was standing in front of my bell-template, my workbench pushed well to the side, and a richly dressed man I didn’t recognize standing beside me. In front of us, in…
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 23 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… There used to be a Palace on the river. Its walls were made not of the black bricks, so common, but of white and blue, the colors of the river reflecting the sky, before the…
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 22 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… “I wish I could help more,” he said. And then he looked away, turning to duck back inside. Jack kept getting pulled away from his own work to come help me. I still didn’t even…
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 21 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… I could feel a smoggy breeze on my cheeks up here. I could look out past the shabby buildings all the way far enough to see the rusty glint of a junkyard, and know that…
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 20 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… Poked in the ribs by the dandelion plate and leaning my tired face against my hand, I could just see the bits of the red scar where it trailed up to my wrist. There was…
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 19 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… My arm was stiff, though, aching and burning somewhere deep. Now that it was bare, I turned it over, and found, hooking around the back of the elbow, an angry red scar that hadn’t been…
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 18 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… While I was lost in those (not) thoughts, the bus stopped, and someone else got on. Someone tall and thin, carrying some sort of stick or cane. They had a thick mane of hair, the…
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 17 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… And when the sun-dazzle cleared from my eyes I was standing on top of my stool again, in the workroom. My nose was again inches from the clay surface, and the upper-left corner was now…
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 16 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… But then I came around the screens to where my tablet was and found Elka still there, hunched and sitting on my stool, and staring up at the great slab of a thing. “There’s hole…