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Featuring new cover art: Tachora by Scott Harris. A Pilgrimage to the God of High Places by Marissa Lingen. A Series of Accounts Surrounding the Risen Lady of the Orun-Alai and Other Alleged Miracles in the Final Days of the Riverlands War by Aimee Ogden. BCS 331: A Pilgrimage to the God of High Places by Marissa Lingen.

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The vendors relics are fakes, of course, every last one. Piran blinks hard, to be sure. He paid that Lethian necromancer well for the enchantment that shed rubbed into his eyes with wet clay that, at a glance, he should always know a true relic of his wife. None of the artifacts laid out here shine with Esseriss particular aura. The hair isnt even the right shade of brown.

When I had taken leave from the Archives to go on this pilgrimage, no one had expected that a pilgrimage to the god of high places would cure me. Friends expressed shock that I would even try. From my employer, the Head Archivist, the response I got was more like bewildered chagrin. “But you have always been—ah—that is—your condition—" No one quite knew how to refer politely to the fact that I had no balance.

The Coffee of Torcat by Devin Miller. The Speech That God Understands by Jonathan Edelstein. BCS 329: The Coffee of Torcat by Devin Miller.

Osas hope was that the memory contained some piece of information about the country and its dukes. If it did, she would offer that memory to the Queen. She had liked Holal, but if Holal had stolen this memory, she could not forgive that violation of her mind, and she would not hesitate to use the memory against them. And she loved the way Queen Madella smiled when she was given information, the quickness with which she wrapped her mind around every detail and chose how to use it.

Well, this is going to suck, Mika thought as she began to search for the soul. She touched this thread or that and saw the people lost in here. She felt a tug of temptation to not be so alone, but she clung to the promise of the payout at the end of this job. Burt, on the other hand, leafed through the stacks of large pages before him with a sense of emptiness. He was pleased they were looking for a soul of a person. It rubbed him wrong when they went into a Colossus to steal back the soul of a ...

I wait for her dreams to coalesce into something I can read. Her images on the projection fabric are dull, convoluted: a long, empty road flanked by plants I don’t recognize. A piece of lace undulating in the wind. A handful of bay leaves, burning in a clay pot. What does it mean? Yes, or no? Or something else?

I ache to tell Akasma, my ship, this, as I have always told her everything that comes to mind, but instead, I pull the burnt-tongue caw of the Witch’s name from the back of my throat and settle it on my tongue. Its weight will not let me forget.

A second special double-issue for BCS Science-Fantasy Month 7, featuring two bonus stories and science-fantasy cover art “Relic” by Elias Stern. Tell the King by Natalia Theodoridou. A Black Spot Among the Chaos by A.T. Greenblatt. Twice-Marked, Wild Against City by R.Z. Held. Do Not Waver, My Heart by Shanna Germain. BCS 327: Tell the King by Natalia Theodoridou.