“Barry’s Tale”
Appeared in Buffalito Buffet.
“Katabasis”
“All the Flavors”
“The Stars Do Not Lie”
“On a Red Station, Drifting”
For generations Prosper Station has thrived under the guidance of its Honoured Ancestress: born of a human womb, the station’s artificial intelligence has offered guidance and protection to its human relatives.
But war has come to the Dai Viet Empire. Prosper’s brightest minds have been called away to defend the Emperor; and a flood of disorientated refugees strain the station’s resources. As deprivations cause the station’s ordinary life to unravel, uncovering old grudges and tearing apart the decimated family, Station Mistress Quyen and the Honoured Ancestress struggle to keep their relatives united and safe. What Quyen does not know is that the Honoured Ancestress herself is faltering, her mind eaten away by a disease that seems to have no cure; and that the future of the station itself might hang in the balance…
“The Regular”
“Grand Jeté (The Great Leap)”
“Calendrical Regression”
In December of 2012, the Mayan calendar reached the end of its 13th baktun, completing the Long Count and signaling the end of the world… metaphorically. That was the day of Galactic First Contact, and the beginning of a new age for humans and aliens. Eighty years later, the Uary have come to Earth and want the Amazing Conroy to hypnotically regress the descendant of a Mayan priest and ask him a simple question about the end date of that ancient calendar: How did they know? There’s just one problem. Another alien, a Svenkali, has dedicated its life to purging the galaxy of the Uary. It’s tracked them do Earth and while it bungled one assassination attempt, it managed to steal Reggie, Conroy’s buffalito, in the process. What’s a hypnotist to do?
“The Mothers of Voorhisville”
From multiple World Fantasy Award winner and Nebula, Bram Stoker, International Horror Guild, Sturgeon, and British Science Fiction Award nominated author Mary Rickert comes a gorgeous and terrifying vision of the Mothers of Voorhisville, who love their babies just as intensely as any mother anywhere. Of course they do! And nothing in this world will change that, even if every single one of those tiny babies was born with an even tinier set of wings.
