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Pieces #4
She liked to look up at the stars– twinkle, twinkle, little –mother had said they were the eyes of the ones who had gone before. She liked to look at the grass– green grows, green grows the –mother said that … Continue reading
Halls of Man
Before the halls of man had fallen, there was an Empire that lived under a single sun and two moons, its people numerous, civilized, and well-bred. Its reign was vast, holding the lands from the endless mountains of the east … Continue reading
Pieces #3
The dawn clawed its way over the horizon, red and bloody fingers reaching up and to the sky, tearing open the dull grey rags that clothed the blue, and a pitiful rain bled out onto the scorched earth below. The … Continue reading
Pieces #2
The grey stone walls of the keep are silent and somber, cold in the moonlight, ice and blood pouring over the flagstones in the courtyard. This beautiful spring night has begun to lose its charm, unfortunately, as roiling clouds begin … Continue reading
Pieces #1
The stars were never closer. She reflected on this as she laid beneath the Perspex, staring at the heavens, breath fogging the clear barrier between herself and space. They were never closer, but their allure never seemed to fade. To … Continue reading