A metal bird once found my workshop. Her beak rapped hard on the window. Her eyes held a curiosity shared only by the young. The etching on her wings was carved by a hand both strong and delicate. She and all her secrets fit snugly in my palm. Her chirp was a rasp. One wing … Continue reading Mending
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The Automaton
They say the metal man carries two things. One of these is a sword. Its blade is not of iron or steel, but of stone. They say it was forged of sky-stone, a gift from the stars themselves. This sword it drags in its wake, leaving a deep furrow through all that lay behind. They … Continue reading The Automaton
Corey Laisure 