Tap and Die is a 90’s action story full of characters like Jack who use wands and lava gloves and slugs instead of guns on the set of an epic fantasy world. I’m releasing it serially over the course of 6 months — the first 25% is FREE and the rest requires a subscription: if you subscribe for at least 3 months, I will send you a hard copy before the book releases even if you don’t finish the story.

The lift opened before the lounging brimstone weavers and the redcrown and Tayfyet turned to see what cowardly little rodent the redcrown’s son had killed. The cowardly little rodent that had escaped the party and nearly spoiled them with some measure of lava alarm.

Instead what they found was a hole in the boy’s chest and, in blood across the white stone, the words: Now I too have brimstone, bomberos.

The redcrown screamed and ran to grab the body of his fallen son.

Black Jack had used a deck to keep the door pried open while he staged the scene, however much he hated doing it, and when he was done he had climbed atop an emergency suspended marble descender box. The subsequent ride back up to the fiftieth floor had terrified him—no railings, nothing to keep him away from the feeling of speed, and the empty carriages in the descender deadspace moving up and down and somehow staying in their lanes. 

Now, from his vantage point, he could see little, but he heard into the descender shaft as the redcrown shouted.

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