• The sugary slickness of promises

    City sky had come down like rain, a silver deluge sluicing through silicon alleyways and circuit board cul-de-sacs, cascading into the digital sea. The boy, or was it a man? – time was a slippery thing here – sat at the edge of the world where pixelated waves met the sand. A shack stood behind…

  • All Would Be Chance

    In the incandescent glow of the Pixel Emporium, Chance Norwood had an air about him. A post-modern Prosperity Gospel Evangelist, born not in the pew-lined sanctuaries of the American South, but in the frenzied digital forums of NFT marketplaces and crypto subreddits. His previous life as an NFT trader had served him well, too well…