Posts Tagged ‘Podcast’
DESCENT INTO THE ARCHIVES (Podcast)
“We require the Tirani correspondence from the archives. Do not open it. Do not read it. Bring it to us.” The instruction came from the fax machine line by line, accompanied by toneless buzzing. M. watched the paper, searching for a way to escape this assignment, but there was none. The instruction was in writing,…
WeiterlesenHALLS OF SILT AND SEAWATER (Podcast)
“At night, Ben dreamt of the waves pushing him up, making him feel weightless for a moment and crashing down with him again, a constant up and down, just a feeling of movement that enveloped him in his sleep. When he swallowed, he tasted salt, even though he had eaten, drank and brushed his teeth,…
WeiterlesenTHE GARBAGE MANDALA
“Irakov’s breath condensed in the air, barely visible in the traces of brightness that trickled down from the streetlights. The hours before dawn always seemed to be the coldest, perhaps because they were furthest from the sun, perhaps because the men themselves were still at their most vulnerable. “It’s some kind of mechanical device, like…
WeiterlesenA FEAR OF FALLING (Podcast)
Narrated by Tatiana Grey. “The shuttle bay opened, and the automated voice of the ship reminded them to debark quickly and orderly, to not leave anything or anyone behind. “Stay close, join your hands.” Jenarah tried to keep her family together–grandfather, the four cousins, her younger brother, her older brother, uncle Yobdan–and stepped out on…
WeiterlesenTHE FEASTING DREAM
“The steppe grass swayed in its ancestral patterns like flaxen hair, and the rider dreamt of his lost sister. He had traveled on horseback for many days, but all the slight pains of his body didn’t worry him, nothing more than a distant whispering in his mind. The dreams were important, the face of his…
WeiterlesenTHE BREEDING DUST (Podcast)
Narrated by Cheyenne Wright. “Silent, angular houses with white plaster, a sand-suffocated well and a couple of stunted palms huddled together on the low ground, a once bustling city that only the ghostly desert wind inhabited now. The sun gleamed down without mercy, hanging in the sky as a swirling ball that made the air…
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