Godskin
ShortStory 7,295 words Recommended by 2 award/anthology sources
"Dead gods,” says Aunte Gull as she heaves the shimmering nets, “are almost as useless as live ones.” We work together, numb to the sea cold. We haul our catch back to shore, and I save my breath for work, knowing my aunte’s way of speaking. She is weighing up what to say and none of it will be the kind of thing I should repeat."
Content warnings 3
deathdeath-of-a-loved-oneviolence
Quasar links out; the story lives on Strange Horizons, where the author gets the click.