Black Meridian 12: Mystic Horizon
**12: Mystic Horizon** The circus's circadian rhythm changed significantly during performance weeks, as Fletcher learned. They performed six nights out of seven per week, and the show usually finished an hour or two after midnight. The day after,...
Black Meridian 11: Yellow Eyes
**11: Yellow Eyes** "My daddy killed thirty-three people w'this gun. Four 'a them he just beat to death, after running outta ammo he spent killing their friends." The Baron Mason Fulbright said, fingering a large copper-plated revolver. The thing was...
Isolation Space
# **ISOLATION SPACE** "Show me solar wind." I croaked, staring through the half-metre thick, tri-layered blend of aluminium and fused silica glass window. My vocal cords were still raw, and the words came out soft and pitiful. I ran a paw absently...
Black Meridian 10: Midnight Meridian
**[Part Two: Performance}** **10: Midnight Meridian** Until he saw it with his own two eyes, Fletcher hadn't fully grasped what Meridian meant by 'auxiliary show'. He saw now it was some kind of circus prelude, but the one time he'd had a chance to...
Black Meridian 14: Stage Persona
**14: Stage Persona** Blood on his paws. Blood in his ears. His mouth, nose, clothes, so much blood. Justin's eyes watered as he ran through the cold night air, rogue twigs ripping at his face and shoulders as he sprinted by, pumping his little arms...
Black Meridian 18: Running on Fumes
**18**** : Running on Fumes** "You should have let me go with them." The burly tiger said for the third time, crossing her arms. Merissa Meridian clucked in reply, shaking her head and flicking the reins. They'd repaired the busted wheel about an...
Black Meridian 17: The Calm Before
**17: The Calm Before** Narem hefted the knife in his paw, feeling the weight. He held it by the tip, studying the blade. Wicked sharp, matte black, narrow, the grip just blunt metal, no rubber, like a sliver of infinity. They belonged to Aloysius,...
Black Meridian 16: To The Gallows
**16: To The Gallows** Thume trudged forward through the muck, inwardly cursing Bantam and it's poorly maintained thoroughfare. "I'll be glad to be rid of this stupid town, tell you what." He muttered. To his left, Dopesmoker and Ursula nodded in...
Black Meridian 15: Psychic Eyes
**15: Psychic Eyes** Dopesmoker rose from his bed with a mechanical groan. Mornings were always difficult for him, but cold, seven-degree mornings like this were especially bad. His joints sung choirs of protest as he clambered out of bed, wrapping...
Black Meridian 22: Jack in the Box
**22: Jack in the Box** "We'll just have to go without her." Meridian tsked, shuffling back and forth in place, a clipboard in claw, marking off circus tasks. "Damn it Nobu, couldn't you have picked a better bloody time to screw up?" The leopard...
Black Meridian 21: Seeing Spots
**21: Seeing Spots** Kalico Black spun his revolver in paw, strolling over to the fallen plate. The audience held their breath, waiting for what they no doubt knew was coming. Small pups and kits held their paws over their ears, eyes wide,...
Black Meridian 20: Blot in Your Eyes
**20**** : Blot in Your Eyes** Raime Transeldaimor wasn't exactly _thrilled_ at having to pull others share of work, but you did what you had to, he understood that; at the same time however, when he woke that morning a part of him still sneered at...