Portal-Land, Oregon. Chapter 25
Miss the beginning? Click here to go to Chapter 1! 25 The back room at The Porthole had only one table. A card table. Not the fancy kind either, like you’d see in a poker room. No, this was a … Continue reading →
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Stefon Mears earned his M.F.A. in Creative Writing from N.I.L.A., and his B.A. in Religious Studies (double emphasis in Ritual and Mythology) from U.C. Berkeley. Stefon's short pieces have sold to magazines such as Fireside and Strange Horizons and anthologies edited by Otto Penzler, Kristine Kathryn Rusch, Kevin J. Anderson, Denise Little, Kerrie L. Hughes, and John Helfers. He has published more than thirty novels to date, including the Jumpstart Duchy series, the Rise of Magic series, the Cavan Oltblood series, and still others. Look for him online at https://www.stefonmears.com, on Facebook, or @stefonmears on Twitter. Sign up for his newsletter at stefonmears.com/join
Miss the beginning? Click here to go to Chapter 1! 25 The back room at The Porthole had only one table. A card table. Not the fancy kind either, like you’d see in a poker room. No, this was a … Continue reading →
Miss the beginning? Click here to go to Chapter 1! 24 I was only too glad to be getting out of that wooden room and the wet-animal smell of unconscious gossaks. Especially if this constructed space might collapse any minute. … Continue reading →
Miss the beginning? Click here to go to Chapter 1! 23 I could think of places I wouldn’t mind finding out I was trapped. Chief among them, of course, being the bedroom of gorgeous rock star Eva Schmidt. Assuming, of … Continue reading →
Miss the beginning? Click here to go to Chapter 1! 22 Tactically speaking, this situation was a mess. First of all, not a lot of room to fight. The wooden room was maybe thirty feet to a side. Might have … Continue reading →
Miss the beginning? Click here to go to Chapter 1! 21 Shivering all alone in a room made of ice. As if my first day as a Locksmith weren’t weird enough. Checking portals, checking wards, that had all seemed natural. … Continue reading →
Miss the beginning? Click here to go to Chapter 1! 20 When I triggered the opening sequence of that copper veined rock in the bed of the Multnomah Channel, I’d expected it to open like a portal. The rock was … Continue reading →
Miss the beginning? Click here to go to Chapter 1! 19 There was a time when I loved pistachio ice cream. It was always my mom’s favorite flavor, so every summer we’d have plenty of it around the house. I … Continue reading →
Miss the beginning? Click here to go to Chapter 1! 18 Vasco was eager to get out of this tight entryway to the Portland area dorach community. He was shifting back and forth with impatience. Magellan, beside him, had started … Continue reading →
Miss the beginning? Click here to go to Chapter 1! 17 Dorachs, of course, lived in water. My initial thought was that their resemblance to river otters meant they could travel pretty freely along the Willamette, and its shore. Now … Continue reading →
Miss the beginning? Click here to go to Chapter 1! 16 I’d wondered what the big, prismatic crystal cavern looked like when it was busy? This was my chance to find out. Whoever or whatever this woman was, she was … Continue reading →