Of Fatigue and DecaffeinationThis is not a state conducive to writing a lot.
Should be more fiction up end of this week, once the fatigue wears off and I start working again.
Ciao for now.
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Introducing BorzThe young man sighed, sheathing his dagger and hiding the remains of the last night’s campfire. It wouldn’t do to have the solders tracking him see clear evidence that he had been here. If he was ever going to escape and make it to a safe place he could wait until everyone had calmed down, he was going to have to use every trick he had to keep the distance between him and his pursuers. He hastily packed away his tent and cooking utensils, piled some dirt over the site of the fire, and scattered a few small rocks around to make the area look untouched before moving on.Introducing Borz
He had left his sto
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Akatas: The NPC's viewThe Issean Campaign: The First Apocalypse An NPC’s perspectiveAkatas: The NPC's view
Year 2043: Overture
‘Every time, it gets worse,’ Vand Min Salreth commented as he regarded his silvery hair critically in the mirror. ‘I just long for the day when we no longer need to do this.’ His thoughts were interrupted abruptly by a loud knock on the door. He sighed and walked across his apartment – one of the more luxurious homes in the city still known as Kato Eite, a name carried over from one of the many failed empires before his own. A military man in t
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Legion of the DamnedThe skies above the third planet in the Charnos system were empty. Empty, that is, until two large vessels dropped out of hyperspace above it. The Alexander – followed closely by the Macedon – had arrived in response to a distress signal beamed out fourteen hours earlier, when the Dominion forces had first landed. Radar was already showing the Dominion intercept forces spacing towards them, so they had little time to respond before they would be cut off. The four wing commanders waiting on the bridge of the Macedon were looking intently at their screen, wondering how large the force being sentLegion of the Damned
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"Mati athal kol morra"
("For life and love")
Inscription found in the House of GEAS, when publicly opened after the death of Gravis Warhammer, year 892 of the Imperial Calendar.
--
'Samurai boy grab your sword.
Get out and spread the word
Big Daddy is coming home'
'When I was young we didn't have angst, we had teenage mutant hero turtles'........
Gundammit Janet!
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