Voracity

Six Years Ago “Hastur!” Sophia called out. “I’m back. Let’s talk.” She drifted through a secret place in the depths of the World of Glass, watching stars and planets float by as she approached a ring of stone inscribed with…

I return to the Visage Spire with breathless excitement and an odd sense of familiarity. I’ve been here before as a tourist, but never as a witch, and never to the upper levels… except once, in my Venusian vision, and…

My first day back from the World of Glass is spent pigging out on sushi and chatting up my friends about Visage and the other mage factions. I carefully avoid mentioning anything about Hastur or the World of Glass, and…

Being alone with Strix Striga is a dream come true. Getting her attention in this role is why I became a witch—or at least the first layer of it. I want more—I want to save her—but I’ll savor this moment…

Every ounce of frustration I felt at our plan’s failure is swept away by Striga’s arrival. My beloved is here, my hero, and she’s come to save us. I love you. I love you. I love you. One day, I’m…

It’s time to kill Delilah. I don’t think any of us are really surprised by her betrayal—Harlequin looks eager, Agatha resigned—but Howl’s the first to actually do something about it. Her bow was already out, hackles raised by Jupiter’s prison.…

In the dark between worlds, I laugh at two familiar strangers who call themselves rising gods. The children of Hastur don’t seem impressed by my answer. “You should watch your tone,” Mars threatens. “You stand before divinity.” “Watch yours,” I…

The gala is in full swing when I arrive at the Visage Spire. It feels a little silly to make a big entrance when I spent most of my morning inside the building anyway, but the marketing team insisted I…