Beneath Ceaseless Skies Audio Fiction Podcasts

By Tamara Jerée, from Issue #339 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Maxine L. Moore.Her voice is soft when she speaks, as if anything louder could aggravate my old wound.More info »

By Jenny Rae Rappaport, from Issue #338 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by M.K. Hobson.But this is a test designed to weed the weak from the strong, and part of Bryce realizes that she must try something different.More info »

By Robert Minto, from Issue #337 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineThe angels plunged into the orange glowing mouth of my kiln.More info »

By Aimee Ogden, from Issue #332 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Tina Connolly.I am still myself and so I am answered at last: yes, I have a soul, no matter what shape its vessel is forced into.More info »

By Tania Fordwalker, from Issue #331 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by M.K. Hobson.Shon knows silence well.More info »

By R.K. Duncan, from Issue #330 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Peter Adrian Behravesh.Hassan had loved her, but his eyes had still been clear enough to know how the world saw her.More info »

By Marie Brennan, from Issue #329 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNone of them would talk about it—except to say, as her father had, that this was Penderel family tradition.More info »

By Adam R. Shannon, from Issue #328 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Michael J. DeLuca.Every new shore was the same: a blue expanse conjoined to unyielding volcanic stone, wreathed in a furious margin of foam.More info »

By C.L. Clark, from Issue #326 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Stephanie Malia Morris.Commander Maeb Len knows that, more than anything, an army needs hope in order to struggle onward.More info »

By Izzy Wasserstein, from Issue #325 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Setsu Uzumé.The portents float at the edge of your vision, haunt your dreams, shake themselves free with each throwing of the bones.More info »

By Filip Hajdar Drnovšek Zorko, from Issue #323 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Tina Connolly.She is Fallon Deere, First Minister to the Free State of Altorania, and you are you, the woman who sent me to her side.More info »

By Josh Rountree, from Issue #322 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Stephanie Malia Morris.I was never that person, no matter how hard Ellard and so many others tried to turn me into her.More info »

By M.A. Carrick, from Issue #320 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Folly Blaine.Ondrakja chose her approach and her moment with care.More info »

By Jelena Dunato, from Issue #320 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Tina Connolly.Put me on, girl, you’ve nothing to lose.More info »

By P H Lee, from Issue #318 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Summer Fletcher.I meet you in the middle of the night in the garden where no one goes. More info »

By Cooper Anderson, from Issue #316 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Rajan Khanna.There is no safety for us anymore in the waxing and waning of the moon.More info »

By Merrie Haskell, from Issue #313, Twelfth Anniversary Double-Issue of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Tina Connolly.You carry a rifle and a dream of a white dress. You sleep under the stars. You hunt.More info »

By Richard Parks, from Issue #313, Twelfth Anniversary Double-Issue of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineA more tunnel-like hole had been dug into some of the graves, possibly to test them for the freshness of the corpses.More info »

By Lisa L. Hannett, from Issue #312 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineNarrated by Stephanie Malia Morris.A pause only Winnifletch herself notices, a twinge in her guts as she unsacks the gull that Gert Mews has lugged to her sea-spindle shack.More info »

By Jeremy Packert Burke, from Issue #311 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online MagazineI have wondered these past two years which of us would meet our end first—myself or the city.More info »