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September 20, 2018

The Ashen Crown

With every step he climbed, Jashtan wondered if this was the one that had killed his father. The glint of the setting sun off stone revealed an almost reddish cast to one of the polished blocks, while flecks of quartz gleamed in another. Was the crumbling edge of the next the very place where the … Continue reading The Ashen Crown →
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Published on September 20, 2018 00:26

August 31, 2018

Chapter Seventeen: The Children, or Rage

The man who feels more can be accomplished by his death than his life is already made a martyr. – Words of the Emperor in Qepperdan, Matthieu Sartonné, as narrated to his page, Jarun Hichame The previous week had brought them a few answers. Men clad in blue and white had torn through the city … Continue reading Chapter Seventeen: The Children, or Rage →
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Published on August 31, 2018 17:00

July 24, 2018

A Land of Promise

“You guys all get your own planet when you die, don’t you?” Frank Peterson said to himself as sweat dripped into his eyes. “Oh, we’ll see who’s laughing when I’m done. Yes, we will.” Assuming his little contraption didn’t blow up on ignition, because then he wouldn’t have to wait nearly that long. Of course,... Read More
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Published on July 24, 2018 13:47

May 2, 2018

The Ashen Crown

With every step he climbed, Jashtan wondered if this was the one that had killed his father. The glint of the setting sun off stone revealed an almost reddish cast to one of the polished blocks, while flecks of quartz gleamed in another. Was the crumbling edge of the next the very place where the... Read More
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Published on May 02, 2018 12:37

April 12, 2018

Chapter Sixteen: The Stranger, or Recurrence

Did God ever make something so beautiful that man could not destroy it? – Words of the Emperor in Qepperdan, Matthieu Sartonné, as narrated to his page, Jarun Hichame Days and weeks and months dragged by, until at last they did not, and Matthieu found himself a year older as if by accident. He had... Read More
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Published on April 12, 2018 16:52

December 26, 2017

On Colonial Fantasy

Head over to the kitchen and take a peek inside your spice cabinet. Look over the labels: pepper, salt, cloves, cinnamon, chocolate, chili flakes, nutmeg, saffron. Whereas today we can buy these products at any grocery store, several hundred years ago almost all of them were worth going to war for. The spices of the... Read More
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Published on December 26, 2017 16:00

December 18, 2017

Star Wars: The Man-babies Awaken (and Other Spoilery Thoughts)

Just fyi, this post is going to give away all the spoilers (or at least all the spoilers I can think of right now) so be warned. Be very warned. Now that you’ve been warned, let’s go back a few days to the box office premiere of Star Wars Episode VIII: The Only Real Reason... Read More
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Published on December 18, 2017 12:56

August 12, 2017

The Queen’s Symphony: Chapter Three

Perhaps the greatest secret of composition, especially the spontaneous variety, was that there was hardly anything spontaneous about it. Every bit of flair and harmonic trickery ever displayed on keys or strings had already been worked out a hundred times in some cramped, dark room before it ever premiered onstage. Lydus considered it in much... Read More
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Published on August 12, 2017 05:07

August 5, 2017

“Entitled”

ESD May 2nd, 2629 Malinowski Research Station, Trobriand Sector, Ryosh c Ryosh System   You ever feel like you have no right to feel the feelings that you do? Is that even a good way to put that? Probably not. Like you’re mad at something or someone for such a wide variety of reasons that... Read More
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Published on August 05, 2017 12:24

July 29, 2017

The Queen’s Symphony: Chapter Two

Lydus was so lost in his notes and preparations that he was hardly aware of the hour until Ada slammed the front door of their apartment. He turned to see her carrying a basket filled with some bread and fish. “I cannot believe that old shrew,” she said, and slammed the door. Lydus’ stomach growled... Read More
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Published on July 29, 2017 12:00