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@indigotusk @KarchWrites @UncannyMagazine Clarkesworld is on Mastodon, and Reckoning. Check older BCS Mastodon posts for reposts of posts from them. (They're not "RT"s if they're on Mastodon, right? :) )

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@indigotusk @KarchWrites @UncannyMagazine Clarkesworld is on Mastodon, and Reckoning. Check older BCS Mastodon posts for reposts of posts from them. (They're not "RT"s if they're on Mastodon, right? :) )

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Live in BCS #368: "Tithe the Bones, Sell the Blood" by @aahabershaw .

"The cards were crisp, almost brittle in Cédric’s hands; he ran his thumbs along the corners as he shuffled, feeling where he’d marked them during the game with the same needle in his ring he’d used to draw the blood to let him keep gambling. It all came down to this hand, this moment. The moment he was going to cheat the dead at their own table."

https://www. beneath-ceaseless-skies.com/st ories/tithe-the-bones-sell-the-blood/

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Live in BCS #368: "Tithe the Bones, Sell the Blood" by @aahabershaw .

"The cards were crisp, almost brittle in Cédric’s hands; he ran his thumbs along the corners as he shuffled, feeling where he’d marked them during the game with the same needle in his ring he’d used to draw the blood to let him keep gambling. It all came down to this hand, this moment. The moment he was going to cheat the dead at their own table."

https://www. beneath-ceaseless-skies.com/st ories/tithe-the-bones-sell-the-blood/

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From the BCS Archives: "But Mayflies on the Water, Gazing at the Sun" by Jennifer DeLeskie, BCS #366:

"When I awoke in the morning, the temple was in turmoil. The oxen lowed and stamped their feet, and the peacocks shrieked and plucked the inlaid silver and lapis lazuli from the walls. I found the priests Lamentation and Butter Tub under the date palm, slaughtering a sheep. “Calamity!” Lamentation cried, poking at the sheep’s entrails. “Calamity and devastation!”"

https://www. beneath-ceaseless-skies.com/st ories/but-mayflies-on-the-water-gazing-at-the-sun/

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From the BCS Archives: "But Mayflies on the Water, Gazing at the Sun" by Jennifer DeLeskie, BCS #366:

"When I awoke in the morning, the temple was in turmoil. The oxen lowed and stamped their feet, and the peacocks shrieked and plucked the inlaid silver and lapis lazuli from the walls. I found the priests Lamentation and Butter Tub under the date palm, slaughtering a sheep. “Calamity!” Lamentation cried, poking at the sheep’s entrails. “Calamity and devastation!”"

https://www. beneath-ceaseless-skies.com/st ories/but-mayflies-on-the-water-gazing-at-the-sun/

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From the BCS Archives: "Blood Grains Speak Through Memories" by @jasonsanford, BCS #195 - Science-Fantasy Month 3:

"Even though the chilled spring day promised nothing but beauty, the grains in Frere-Jones's body shivered to her sadness as she looked at the nearby dirt road. The day-fellows along the road were packing their caravan. Evidently her promises of safety weren’t enough for them to chance staying even a few more hours."

https://www. beneath-ceaseless-skies.com/st ories/blood-grains-speak-through-memories/

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From the BCS Archives: "Blood Grains Speak Through Memories" by @jasonsanford, BCS #195 - Science-Fantasy Month 3:

"Even though the chilled spring day promised nothing but beauty, the grains in Frere-Jones's body shivered to her sadness as she looked at the nearby dirt road. The day-fellows along the road were packing their caravan. Evidently her promises of safety weren’t enough for them to chance staying even a few more hours."

https://www. beneath-ceaseless-skies.com/st ories/blood-grains-speak-through-memories/

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@wordswithnima @indigotusk Please feel free to add BCS! Thank you for thinking of us.

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@wordswithnima @indigotusk Please feel free to add BCS! Thank you for thinking of us.

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Archives: "A Flower Cannot Love the Hand" @aimeeogden, BCS #332, Eugie Award finalist: "I am answered at last: yes, I have a soul, no matter what shape its vessel is forced into. I remember I am sunlight made tender flesh, even as I stir soundless feathers against a starlit sky. I remember the wind in the woods, the gift of nectar, the graze of wings. Though I cannot see the sun, I fly ever closer to its resting-place, and I pray it hears me, in its dreams, when I call." https://www. beneath-ceaseless-skies.com/st ories/a-flower-cannot-love-the-hand/

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Archives: "A Flower Cannot Love the Hand" @aimeeogden, BCS #332, Eugie Award finalist: "I am answered at last: yes, I have a soul, no matter what shape its vessel is forced into. I remember I am sunlight made tender flesh, even as I stir soundless feathers against a starlit sky. I remember the wind in the woods, the gift of nectar, the graze of wings. Though I cannot see the sun, I fly ever closer to its resting-place, and I pray it hears me, in its dreams, when I call." https://www. beneath-ceaseless-skies.com/st ories/a-flower-cannot-love-the-hand/

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Live in BCS #368 right now: "The Law of Sustenance" by Matt Hornsby. "At that moment I experienced nothing less than a revelation, a moment at which Heaven’s intentions, normally concealed from humankind, are laid bare and perceptible. It was, undoubtedly, the divine that had guided me to that glade of Widow’s-Gown, and from there to Alessa’s house, and would lead me hence to Multzep, where I would fulfill my destiny." https://www. beneath-ceaseless-skies.com/st ories/the-law-of-sustenance/

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Live in BCS #368 right now: "The Law of Sustenance" by Matt Hornsby. "At that moment I experienced nothing less than a revelation, a moment at which Heaven’s intentions, normally concealed from humankind, are laid bare and perceptible. It was, undoubtedly, the divine that had guided me to that glade of Widow’s-Gown, and from there to Alessa’s house, and would lead me hence to Multzep, where I would fulfill my destiny." https://www. beneath-ceaseless-skies.com/st ories/the-law-of-sustenance/

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Our online fantasy magazine, publishing since 2008, is at beneath-ceaseless-skies.com. Other BCS social media at https://twitter.com/BCSmagazine, https://www. facebook.com/_Beneath-Ceaseles s-Skies_-Online-Magazine-110083031133/ .