Volume I: Issue I
The Altar(ed) Slate
ANNOTATED TABLE OF CONTENTS
I. TO DEI: A MORNING RITUAL
A mortification-of-the-flesh practice unveils an early imprint unorthodox.
“Pang of seed yields to trembling. Endorphins scatter, bring color to vision. Drilling into husk, the rubied blood of Other—No, blood of Mother. He sighs long, shifts to skittish laughter. Her roots, her fruits: all panacea.”
II. ELIXIRS EIGHT AND WREATHING
Resurrection grants animistic union to a band of seers—and terror to their killer.
“She intoned a low, extended wail, a chilling call, bringing her soul and flesh into realignment, howling her purpose into form. The trees shook with birds landing. As she narrowed the miles between her grave and his life, she licked at shadows, ingesting, gleaming.”
III. THE SACRAMENTALISTS
An artist purifies her subjects in offering to her lover: Death.
“When I hear the call, my womb contracts in devotional rhythm. Where She spreads, so do I. We are One—maddening as it may be. But the cry of Art runs deep in blood, and Art is a faithful thing.”
The bestial encounter you’ve awaited delivers both an end and a new beginning.
“And then the door opens, and the candles you have lit shine upon her exoskeleton. You cannot help but release a shaking moan of assent. She is so much bigger than you imagined, so much sharper, the blades of her edges immense.”