A Place at the End of the World
On July 25th, 2125, the final Salvation departed. Gargantuan engines roared to life, enveloping a colourless landscape in thick, black smoke. Fire blazed, turned sand to glass as the howl of fuel combusting at a million degrees exploded across the...
Alice - 2
My alarm rings at precisely 6:00 pm and I throw my pen down, stretching back over the firm desk chair and yawning tremendously. What's left of my homework can be done later, and I throw down my glasses with a casual gesture unfit for such delicate...
Capital Value
_Note: T__he grammar is_ _the way it is on purpose, I swear -.- _ * * * _those without Value have no place in this world._ _that is what we were told. every morning before Work, every evening before sleep, our Nurturers would instil within us...
Morning
Light trickles in through the window like small, welcoming caresses of warmth, pricking gently against the skin through fur. The gentle movements and rustle of bed sheets wakes me from light sleep. Having woken earlier to enjoy certain... night-time...