Tag: story

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Secret stairs, Guardian pair High above the Pass of the Damned, hidden beyond the edge of the cliff, there’s secret stairs carved in ancient masonry that no one knows the [...]

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Bazaar of nowhere Today’s too heavy, too sunny. Enclosed inside theses high wall, no wind that can reach us. So we sit behind our goods and we wait for a [...]

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Late-night visitor The old librarian has seen all sort of unusual faces. Albinos, vitiligo, prehensil forked tong, tattooed irises, pointy ears, glowing blue eyes, missing nose, mechanical, reptilian… You name [...]

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Inktober 31 – Risk Living in Space is assessing risks. Living is assessing risks.Should I do this? Or that? Should I destroy a newly discovered intelligent species and kill what’s [...]

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Inktober 30 – Slither All’s done.Pressure ok.Oxy-tank full.Warp engine stable.Antimatter fuel tank full.Van Halen deflectors operational.Navcomputer online and calibrated. Horacio slithers into the cockpit and took a brief look outside: [...]

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Inktober 29 – Patch The good thing about focusing on a task, is that you can ignore your environment.You can ignore the crystals that kept on growing and set up [...]

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Inktober 28 – Crispy She slowly stands up and feels something crispy under her suit… crystals.She sees Raven walking nearby, his helmet’s wide open. She could… might… No. There’s nothing [...]

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Inktober 27 – Connect Like a cable that is cut, Horacio is disconnected from the network, disconnected from them.Her integrity restored; she slowly starts to regain consciousness of her environment. [...]

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Inktober 26 – Extinct New memories, new connections. Memories not her own.Horacio’s not dreaming, she’s remembering.There was there was a world, a long time ago.Like earth, life happened, thrived, evolved.Like [...]

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Inktober 25 – Spark Captain’s log, supplemental. I… I don’t think I’m talking. I don’t know where I am. I can’t feel a thing. Everything’s dark. Pitch black. No… incorrect. [...]