In Search Of A New World
Looking around, he could see in was behind what seemed to be an abstract construct; he had no clue what purpose it served, but he was sure that for the people living here, it was important, or at least part of the daily images.
Kalek Kelegar (French version)
.** **caractère :** **si on fait abstraction de son apparence de brute épaisse, on découvre une personne simple et sans prise de tête, plutôt facile à vivre et sympathique. cependant, attention à sa colère ...
Discovery - Chapter 2, Chamber of the Falling Stars
The entire ceiling represented the night sky, and the walls were all painted with designs for abstract machines, but titled with colors, not letters or even numbers.
Cataclysm - #1
Content Warning: references of death, loss of a loved one. This is NOT a main focus and only takes a small yet descriptive part within the story. * * * They tried to open their eyes and failed; the...
Heaven and Hell: The Hero From Limbo Ch. 2
Bruce compared the novo strada to an abstract, indistinguishable desert, but with tall grass and an occasional tree that randomly dotted the fields. there were no mountains, no distinct flora or fauna.
Nuclear War
But despite that i was slightly gladdened by a glimpse of proper non-military civilization, no matter how abstract.
Lucky!!! - Chapter 02
The insect continued to advance on me, how he would obtain this abstract notion of "luck" i kept from him, i didn't know. but like fuck was i gonna find out. i wanted to run out of the alleyway, but he could intercept me.
The Promise
However, the abstract thoughts were too much for his dimming intelligence, and he simply accepted the sensations. he was huge and heavy now, leaning heavily against the minotaur.
imAge ''Our world, through our eyes'' - Chapter 1
The brain allows humans to construct images through thought and abstract them using their own feelings and emotions. well that's the theory at least.
Lucked Out - Thursday Prompt Story [#6, 09/2/23]
Lively, abstract visuals eventually came into view in the video, and then what followed next was nothing short of a cosmic slap to the face for grian.
Chapter 1: Civil War
I was in a war, and my enemy was my own mind, constructing abstract stumbling blocks in order to satiate it's sadistic greed. was i sadistic? no, my mind, or more accurately, my subconsciousness was; or so i thought.
A Day in the Undersector
The second, a brown bull, fiddled with all sorts of mechanical parts and doohickeys completely abstract to the lynx at his right, who stood about with obvious curiosity.