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Tag Archives: fiction
Meet Barb
Barb Pierce had the wolf’s blood Long before She had the wolfsblood. They called her Tomboy But they were wrong. Sure, she got into fights. She would punch and bite And pull hair rarely. She had an impressive scab on … Continue reading →
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Tagged 1930s, Barb Pierce, character introduction, fiction, origin story, prose poem, Warwolves, werewolves
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Agribears, Part 3
I often get up early to watch them. Outside of my apartment window, looking through the city, I would see them moving slowly in the golden light. They say we have about sixteen agribears in the city. The exact total … Continue reading →
Agribears, Part 2
Like most people my age, we didn’t really pay that much attention to them. They were just part of the background. When I was about twelve, I was in a tree with a friend of mine. We were building a … Continue reading →
Agribears, Part 1
The pun is that the agribears started out small. My dad had a cubling when he was growing up. The pet plants were amazing to scientists, but most people didn’t think much more of them than some new craze. No … Continue reading →
Mirrored Sands, Part 6
Ruins of the Cultivators Are not uncommon. They spread to every system Known and forgotten. They catalogued every world Every scrap of rock. Wherever they went They built. Whatever they built They defended. The ashes of their empire Have long … Continue reading →
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Tagged Cultivators, fiction, Jak Raim, Kamuel Martek, Mirrored Sands, prose poem, space opera, Sunborn, Synaptein
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Mirrored Sands, Part 5
One week ago Pritchard Jrak arrived with no intention Of vaporizing Nearly one quarter Of the Trade Station Little Eye. Of causing Instantaneous Decompression Suffocating and incinerating Over a hundred beings. Like most who came to this crossroads on the … Continue reading →
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Tagged fiction, Little Eye, Mirrored Sands, Prichard Jrak, prose poem, space opera, Sunborn, Tella Mendel
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Mirrored Sands, Part 4
Martek bows slightly, Not too deep. Just enough to match the respect the villagers are giving. “I apologize for our zeal. We are looking For a fugitive. A foreigner.” A scowl in her voice, “Funny coming from a zealot.” Martek … Continue reading →
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Tagged fiction, Kamuel Martek, Mirror, Mirrored Sands, prose poem, Sunborn
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Mirrored Sands, Part 3
Lieutenant Raim looked over Domed huts covered in a fine silver dust. This is what passed for a village On this rock. The people are hard. Scabs. Burnouts. Witters. Mirrs. Natives and nomads. Descendants of the workers Who quit before … Continue reading →
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Tagged fiction, Kamuel Martek, Mirror, Mirrored Sands, prose poem, Sunborn
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Meet Judd
Judd Surgeon grew up in Jersey.
Clean streets were his playground.
His two dogs,
Lucky and Spike,
His best friends.
His dad managed a bank.
Put bacon on the table in years when banks had many men
Jumping from the ledges of skyscrapers
Before the concrete had fully set. Continue reading →
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Tagged 1930s, character introduction, fiction, Judd Surgeon, origin story, prose poem, Warwolves, WWII
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The Third Galaxy
From The Book of Birth, Tenders of the Stars.Kardis 16.4 Edition: The First Galaxy awoke in darkness. The First Galaxy saw it was alone. The First Galaxy died in grief. The Second Galaxy was born from the body of the … Continue reading →
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Tagged creation myth, fiction, First Galaxy, origin story, Second Galaxy, setting, Sunborn, Third Galaxy
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