The Radiance Collection
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This collection has three parts:
1. Stories from the Radiance Anthology
2. Stories and art inspired by the Radiance Anthology ‘Fuel for Radiance’
3. Stories from the Radiance Anthology Kickstarter Delight Backers prompts ‘Delighting in your radiance’
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Nightmares aren’t new. In fact, given the frequency with which he’s had them, Will should be used to them by now. The subject matter has changed over time, from the groundless, ephemeral fears of a child with an empathy disorder abandoned by his mother, to an unmoored, loner teenager desperate for connection, and finally as an adult both terrified and seduced by the images conjured by his mind.
Post-fall, Hannibal is gone, and Will's tenuous grip on reality is fast unravelling.
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My contribution to Radiance: A Fannibal Anthology. My baby. Enjoy.
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In his mind’s eye, Hannibal has often seen Will as a pillar of light, surrounded by the flames of his fever or a glowing aura of righteous violence. His imagination has painted Will in the soft flicker of candle flame and shafts of afternoon light, slanted and speckled with motes of dust. Yet the first time he notices the sparkle in Will’s eyes after their fall together, he believes it merely the return of health to his body after so many long months of healing.
Soon though, it becomes clear that something strange is happening to Will, beyond either man's control or understanding, and Hannibal begins to fear losing him all over again.
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- Part 1 of Hannibal Anthologies
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“Well I think that’s just plain old bullshit,” Ollie says to Dave, who has said nothing. “I almost died, too, you know. None o’ that life flashin’ afore your eyes crap. It all just slows down around you. That’s it.”
“Bullshit,” echoes Dave as he takes his turn.
“Buncha romantic bunk.”
Will watches Dave flip the captured checker like a coin, catching it without looking. It spins, casting the slightest of shadows; the checker stops for a blink’s length at the top, suspending itself, like it had a choice about coming down, as though anything had a choice, at all.
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During freefall, there's nothing to do but measure the distance from here to there.
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My fic for the Radiance Anthology. An unexpected encounter between a victim and a murderer. A study of how Will is totally changed, yet exactly the same.
Her breath caught in her throat as she asked, “Are you a serial killer?”
“By definition.” He was entirely relaxed, as if he didn’t find anything about this situation unusual.
“What other way is there?”
One corner of his mouth turned up as he gave a barely perceptible shrug. “That’s for the psychiatrists to sort out, I suppose.”