Greetings and welcome to my web page. Who am I and what is this all about? There's a handy-dandy 'about' link right up top, but the short version is: I am Proximal Flame, a writer who specializes in science fiction and fantasy. I've been hosting the lion's share of my work on SpaceBattles.com and my… Continue reading The Journey Begins
The Last Angel: The Hungry Stars, Chapter 22
We’re back with a fresh update for The Hungry Stars. In this chapter, more questions about the League come up as Echo and Leah pursue their study of humanity’s long-lost and sole free world. But the League is secretive, and small holes are beginning to appear in their claims. Is this just reflexive paranoia coming… Continue reading The Last Angel: The Hungry Stars, Chapter 22
Children of Heaven: Choir of Silence, Chapter 12
Chapter 12: October 20th, 4233CurareGrey ZoneUnited Terran Concord +transmission: intercepted+ “…peat, this is GSSNS Acquisitor… days out of Firmament… …one hear us? …to Barbossa… …arrival, received mult… …trss calls… …wiped out! Everyone, everything… dead! …tected ov… …hundred ships! The planet, completely… …million people! …picked us up, don’t know… Ran, tried to hide in the… found…… Continue reading Children of Heaven: Choir of Silence, Chapter 12
Weekly Drabble: ‘Sunset Lights’
The prompts of 'hot days and hotter nights' from EBB and 'light consumes' from Pyro Hawk, we have a tale set in the desert. As the sun sets, strange things happen before the eyes of a widower and his son...
The Last Angel: Ozymandias, Chapter 6
My patrons have cast their votes and decided once more for some good, wholesome mother-daughter bonding in the middle of an alien necropolis. Harper has gotten a little shut-eye, while Adrianna has been as happy as an archaeologist in an undiscovered tomb, looking over the Baheil’s last records and waiting to share them with her… Continue reading The Last Angel: Ozymandias, Chapter 6
Sneak Peek: Ozymandias, Chapter 7
Up for viewing by my patrons is an early look at at what we can expect from the upcoming chapter of Ozymandias. The fate of the Baheil is revealed and how a once-green world became a desolate frozen hell-planet.
Scars, Chapter 18
The first update of the month is here with a new chapter for Scars, my ongoing fantasy horror serial. In this chapter, Khy-kala tends to Jilene to do what she can while the young woman is slowly and painfully overtaken by a vampiric curse, while the residents of the nearby town discover something about their… Continue reading Scars, Chapter 18
Children of Heaven: Choir of Silence, Chapter 11
Arykka looked up as she heard the faint ssht sounds of the brig’s outer doors opening and closing. The murmurs grew louder, but were sharper then she was used to. Darker. As soon as they had started preventing her from sleeping, she’d expected something like this. She was not a Weaver, she didn’t know how the Fleet’s intelligence corps extracted information from their prisoners, nor had she had never cared to find out. Her job was to slay, not talk. She suspected that the most recent visitors combined the traits. She faced the new arrivals, drawing herself up proudly and bared her teeth in a feral grin.
Weekly Drabble: ‘Meadow Song’
This week's drabble is a folk song inspired by Framing Device's prompt of 'in those misty meadows'. Enjoy!
Children of Heaven: Choir of Silence, Chapter 10
"Taking the moral high ground is a luxury we don’t have, Hawthorne. This isn’t about ideology like it was with the Resurgency, it’s not about territory and self-determination like it was with the League. This war is one of survival, sir. We just have to be the ones standing when the dust settles. No matter what the Inner Worlds might delude themselves into thinking or saying, there’s only way to coexist with butchers like these. And if – if! – some sort of settlement is reached, do you think that the Lefu are going to complain about the treatment of one pilot, when they’ve slaughtered millions?”
Weekly Drabble: ‘Forward’ and Prompt Thread.
With this week's prompts of 'guts, glory and bits of spine' from Xpholia and 'forwards ever, backwards never' from Lincoln Neal, this week's short story is about the trope of five young men and women being chosen to pilot great and terrible war machines to protect the light of civilization. Let's see how it goes.