Elis Montgomery

@elismontgomery.bsky.social

🌚 2026 Hugo Finalist! 🐀 work in Year’s Best Canadian, Small Wonders, Heartlines, Strange Horizons, Nature, and more 🪄 SFWA | Codex | she/her | linktr.ee/elismontgomery

Follow Nightraiser into the bone place, where a single floating candle flickers in the shadows. What fills the dark spaces left by devotion? New dark fantasy flash, free in Adventitious! 💀🐴🕯️✨ www.adventitious.net/stories/holl...

Image of “The Piebald Horse," an oil painting by Paulus Potter, with a brown-speckled white horse standing in a field against a cloudy sky, looking back just slightly to the viewer. Above the horse is added text from “Hollows After Bones” by Elis Montgomery: “Nightraiser paws a hoof into the harrowed earth. Every grave here is laid bare like the land’s been peeled back in great layers.”Image of a watercolour illustration by Raffaele Mainella for Nos Invisibles (1907). A dark figure stands over an open, flower-strewn casket with their hands raised to a lighter sky of dancing, white-clad figures. A dead man lies inside the casket beside a tall candle, its smoke trailing into the distance. Over the sky is added text from “Hollows After Bones” by Elis Montgomery: “Neither he nor the rider had prepared for death; it had come for them suddenly, as certain as wildfire.”Image of “The Race Track (Death on a Pale Horse)” (c. 1896–1908), an oil painting by Albert Pinkham Ryder. Depicts a skeletal, scythe-wielding figure riding a galloping horse through the dark countryside. Over the sky is added text from “Hollows After Bones” by Elis Montgomery: “Horses did not have to pay their way through, but perhaps that was the way of humans.”Image of “La calavera de Don Quijote (The Skeleton of Don Quixote)” (c. 1910-1913), a print of a relief etching with engraving by José Guadalupe Posada. A hat-wearing and lance-wielding skeleton rides a skeletal horse through a crowd of smaller, fleeing skeletons. Added text reads, “Hollows After Bones” by Elis Montgomery,” and “Free to Read | Adventitious.”
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Gorgeous. Dark. Sweet. Meet Nightraiser, the skeletal horse resisting the incandescent call of the afterlife to search for his rider. Hollows After Bones by Hugo finalist @elismontgomery.bsky.social. Read it if you like 🐎 very good boys 🕯️ poetic dark fantasy www.adventitious.net/stories/holl...

Gorgeous. Dark. Sweet. Meet Nightraiser, the skeletal horse resisting the incandescent call of the afterlife to search for his rider. Hollows After Bones by Hugo finalist @elismontgomery.bsky.social. Read it if you like 🐎 very good boys 🕯️ poetic dark fantasy www.adventitious.net/stories/holl...

Hollows After Bones by Elis Montgomery

An undead horse searches for his rider as a floating candle tries to steer him to the other side. Short story by Elis Montgomery.

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Worlds you'll be transported to in Issue 3: The Fae-ruled Sea Beyond Jakarta streets A loved one's bedside The shadow realm A Seurat painting A fairy tale bread line A finicky teleporter A hostile planet's dance studio The bar between life/death The cliffs of memory Chess.exe www.adventitious.net

Adventitious | A Speculative Short Fiction Magazine - Adventitious.

Adventitious is a speculative short fiction magazine publishing boundary-defying stories, novellas, and unclassifiable work.

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With the #RECORDED campaign launching in just under two weeks (!!) I wanna talk a little more about weird/found media formats I love! 👀📽️ follow on BackerKit (I'd love to get to 30 followers on that!) ➡️ tiny.cc/recordedantho submission guidelines ➡️ mercfennwolfmoor.carrd.co#recordedantho 🧵(1/)

Get Ready for [RECORDED] — An Anthology of Found Media Fiction!

From Merc Fenn Wolfmoor - Get Ready for [RECORDED] — An Anthology of Found Media Fiction!

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Thrilled to have a story upcoming in @adventitiouswords.bsky.social’s third issue! (Look at all those shiny titles 😻) “Hollows After Bones” is my legendary horse story about a good boy in a no-good place 💀🐴🕯️✨

Adventitious.@adventitiouswords.bsky.social · 3mo ago

Issue Three TOC: Laws of Thermodynamics as Applied to my Dead Mom by @chrisblake.bsky.social All of My Tomorrows by @ldcolter.com The God of the Leftmost Door by @mruthrobinson.bsky.social Hollows After Bones by @elismontgomery.bsky.social alleles by Amanda Helms ⚱️🕰️🚪🐴🐜

Announcing the 2026 Rhysling Award Finalists! The Rhysling juries have made their decisions, and the 2026 Rhysling Award finalists have been chosen. Find the 50 Short Poem and 25 Long Poem finalists threaded below! /

POV: you're a knight stuck in a time loop & yr fave thing is going to Hautdesert every summer so you can hang with the local lady and her unfortunately hot husband but this year she's...flirting with you?? & so is her husband??? HOW? it's a time loop!! WHY ARE THINGS CHANGING!! #Q #A #F #questpit

EVERY YEAR THE SUMMER: an agent's guide. Text is set against a mixed-media backdrop featuring a largely black-and-white landscape, with one cutout section showing a bright green bit of the landscape with a hunched figure looking despondent.EVERY YEAR THE SUMMER is a 103k standalone adult weird fantasy. It's A24's THE GREEN KNIGHT meets GROUNDHOG DAY but with an MFM throuple romance. Text is set against a mixed-media backdrop featuring a largely black-and-white landscape, with one cutout section showing a bright green bit of the landscape with a hunched figure looking despondent.Comps: THE EVERLASTING, by Alix E. Harrow, for folklore-inspired time loop romance featuring memory. THE SPEAR CUTS THROUGH WATER, by Simon Jimenez, for being queer, lyrical and dreamlike. THE BRIGHT SWORD, by Lev Grossman, for Arthuriana not retold, but reimagined. Text is accompanied by various sketches and images of knights and figures: one drowning in petal-scattered water, one holding aloft a sword with their face blurred out, one lying dead with flowers growing from their chest."I will not behead you again, beloved."

At Midwinter, one knight beheads another for an audience of jeering immortal courtiers. At Midsummer, he rides into the hinterland to be beheaded by the same man he killed—then returns to life to tread the cycle anew, lest his own body punish him for straying. The only one who remembers the loop, Sir Gavin knows that being a good knight—and a good man—means surrendering to the brutal beheading ritual again and again. It is only by this ritual that the seasons keep turning.

One cycle, the usual Midwinter blizzard becomes a flood, killing the children of Camelot while Gavin is lost in his own apathy. The seasons, he realizes, are collapsing. Gavin, as a good man ought, blames this on some failure of his to uphold his knightly morals, a blame that only escalates when he learns that the world's instability has spread to Hautdesert, where resides the married couple for whom he harbours a secret passion.

There's no time to get swept up in the lord and lady's delicious new kissing games, nor to trade literal and figurative jabs with the beguiling Green Knight. If Gavin cannot soon find a way to repair the seasons while continuing to complete the loop's knightly quests in sequence, the kingdom will drown in the pitiless sea, and with it his beloveds—and it will have been his fault alone.