by Bill Tiepelman
Casting Lines Beneath a Bleeding Moon
When the moon begins to bleed molten fire into Blackwater Lake, two cloaked fishermen cast their linesβnot for fish, but for the hardened shards of humanityβs collective sins. As betrayal, war, and indifference rise from the depths, they discover the harvest is no longer preventing catastropheβ¦ itβs building something beneath the world. And when the mirror finally rises, no one is spared their own reflection.