Day in the Life: Zheil- Basil's Tribute

And i'm worried that my writing won't satisfy you." "we'll you're a writer aren't you? what can be so hard about writing?" the rabbit said, leaning uncomfortably close to the wolf.

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Discernably Ludicrous Issue 1

Tall tales are inspired by the insane things we witness day to day, trying desperately to reconcile what it is that just occurred. One such event happened to me today, and though I know what happened, my mind rejects the notion. In many ways I wish I...

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When Dragons Go to War

_With Rising stinger and body sounded, All good dragons go to war. With honor and pride to defend their land, All good dragons go to war. Glowing eyes and vision unclouded, Dragons now must go to war. In names of rulers, and for their hand...

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Groupthink

Dr. Jordan gave Astrid a look over her drink. "How's your paper on AI psychology going?" The young grad student gave Jordan a shrug. "I'm not sure. My original intent was to get a better idea of how morphs engage in real time threat analysis...

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Hatchlings: Chapter 20

'God... My head...' Dehious moaned. When he got up in the morning, or tried to, the world was all hazy to him. His hearing had decreased, but somehow he was able to feel his pounding head more than ever. And somehow Ceaser was already up, without any...

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RVA: Through a Hologram Darkly

It hadn't taken much to pull the outfit together. Melanie already had a full body scan of herself on file for ordering formal business dresses. She sat at her desk in the office she kept on Nagrim Prime, and took a sip of wine. She merged it with the...

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#fog

#1 of writing prompts a short spooky drabble i wrote for a horror word prompt on twitter. the word was fog. misjudging the time. my own fault. the sun, lowering in the distance, spills bright red across the earth.

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The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 3

Before sleeping, he would write a prayer of safety, the long scribble of his handwriting covering a parchment scrap. then he would stuff it between the branches of his firetree and press the catch, setting it ablaze.

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LAWT #4 ~ After [Memories Pt.2]

Alex's eyelids slowly peeled apart, but he shut them tight again almost immediately. The squeezing forced out tears to soothe his burning eyes. So many of his muscles felt sore. It was a familiar feeling, one he hadn't felt in a very long time. He...

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Mundane (Revision 3)[WIP]

_Pop. Pop. Crackle._ I laid by the glowing hearth, flames dancing in front of me. Sounds of water tap-tapped along the roof and windows as droplets collided with obstacles that impeded their flight from the heavens to the ground. I find it so easy to...

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New Lease

So one good thing about rainfurrest is that it pushed me to write a story in the space of days. literally.

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