Don’t write a story – embark on a journey.
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Twelve years ago, the Guardian responded to a distressing signal from a world at the edge of the galaxy. Since then, his seat had been collecting dust, a memory of him haunting the place he once sat, looking out over…
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Eight
I didn’t know that our universe is just one of an infinite number of near-exact copies with tiny differences separating them, floating through an infinite nothingness for all of eternity. Didn’t know until tonight, that is. I take another sip…
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Seven
The sound of static filled the room like the insidious buzz of a thousand insects, the antique television unable to pick any signals up from the antenna on top of the house. It had been quite some time since the…
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Six
There they stood. The six oldest members of our village. Sentenced to death for the crime of being elderly. Though it wasn’t quite a crime, nor a sentencing. They all knew it was coming. All six of them, standing there…
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Five
Charles stumbled backwards as his shield was torn from his grip, the steel kite skidding across the floor like it was no more than a children’s toy. He gritted his teeth, trying to suppress his howls of pain; never had…
A Forsworn Fantasy 