child of space
The FINAL chapter of A Little Death will come out March 15th, 2026
Keith’s mother visits him in his sleep. The crafty hands of somnolence mold her face out of hues of purple, yellow, and black. He knows nothing of her, not her stature, the tilt of her eyes, or her hair. Keith doesn’t know whether she’s covered in tufts of fur, like a bear, or is smooth like a seal. As a child, Keith would stand in front of a mirror and make a game of theorizing which of his traits belonged to her. He’d try to map these features onto this mystery woman. Sometimes, Keith would try to draw her. The pictures would come out all wrong. He’d take one look at them and understand that it couldn’t be his mother.
Keith doesn’t play that game anymore. He doesn’t have time to stand in front of a mirror, and he only draws during banal meetings. His art extends to spiralling scribbles and scrappy sketches of the other paladins and animals.
Dreams are different. His soporific fatigue leads Keith into a maze. He stumbles through, turning right and left and left and right, backing out of dead ends, and searching for a road. In one of these pathways, Keith runs into his mother. She is faceless.
