A Man with No Name

"For the breadth of my formative years, I had one goal: find my—well, we all have our own word for them—my chosen. And every moment thereafter was dedicated to keeping him alive, whether he liked it or not. They were turbulent times, before the Last City.…

He had been reduced to crawling. His Ghost cut serenely through the air above him. "What the hell is wrong with me?" he demanded of the ground. "You're dying from starvation," Ghost said flatly. "I don't believe you," he sneered, as he dragged himself over…

"The Light is no gift. It takes everything from you. Makes you forget. Not just your memories. But how to live." —A Dark Age drifter Eaton received its first visitors in years. Germaine watched the armored men and women climb down from their silver…

"Sir. This is awful." —A Dark Age drifter Yu was nine cycles old and visited often. She and her family lived next to Judson, and sometimes they sent her to Germaine when their boisterous neighbor was too belligerent. As he was today. Germaine didn't mind.…

"Who are you?" "Would you know me if I gave you a name?" "Your Ghost made a fatal error. Couldn't catch it, but I confirmed it on tracker." "The hell is this? You think I'm one 'a you? Brother, you got another think comin'." "How is it that I found one…

The man opened his eyes and took an even breath. Almost nothing was where he remembered it. Eaton was gone. Blasted and paved. Mild climate was the only reason the shacks and huts that made up most of the town remained standing. But the storm of Light versus…

"I never forgive and I never forget. I live a hard life, sister." —A Dark Age drifter Wu Ming's bar wasn't always bustling, but it was this afternoon. Wu served anyone who could pay, but his clientele were often Risen. Not because he provided a menu…

Wu Ming looked on as the Warlords surrounded the lone Iron Lady. "End of the World is Wolves territory," Efrideet was saying. "And so is the entirety of Felwinter Peak." "That changes tonight." A crescent of Light arced between the Warlord's open hands. "I…

It wasn't much warmer inside, though Felwinter's Ghost had lit the fireplace for Wu. He sat across from the former Warlord, both of them in massive, gothic chairs. "Who are you?" Felwinter spoke first. "Your neighbor. I live downstairs, been trying to get…