Awake
His stare is unintentional. How fruitlessly he tries to watch the sunlight fall upon the kitchen floor, and the steam rises from the browning nylons. Yet everything in that worldly,…
His stare is unintentional. How fruitlessly he tries to watch the sunlight fall upon the kitchen floor, and the steam rises from the browning nylons. Yet everything in that worldly,…
Mother suspended herself in the upper stratosphere. Manifest in many brilliant forms— slender, seething and corpulent—her terrifying generosity knew no bounds. She poured herself upon the surface of Photon.
Tap tap tap went the mind shackle as Gal-8Θ worked. It sat just at the edge of her consciousness, observing her thoughts with the dispassionate air of an adept watching…
Greed is a dangerous thing. Power, a motivator of great magnitude. Striving for the latter, while embracing the former, represents a balancing act with an unforgiving margin of error.
Chained to the chair in the dimly lit cellar with the Ork Warboss looming over me, I knew I had about a minute to live. Maybe longer if I was really unlucky.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=33n9GuDKoBQ&t=2s Captain Prabu turns the pistol over in his hand, thinking: my men. Then, resolved: my village.In front of him, Tower K rises black and monolithic in the soft Rijan…
Honraz Abalax stood before the smoking mass of the only drop pod that missed the landing zone. The serenity of the post-battle scene was broken by the stirring of debris and loud coughing. His soot-covered thrall soon emerged from the wreckage holding a black sphere.
If the Marshal had still had lips, the top one would have curled in disgust when he saw the shuttle dropping from the stratosphere. But his lips were long gone, along with a whole load of other shit no sane person really needed, so he contented himself with vocalising a kind of sigh through the vox-grill occupying the site of his former mouth.
Reality tore open with a sound like ripping fabric and the echo of a gunshot. The gaping hole bled colours no living being could name, and from it bloomed the…
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