Wandering, Act 4: Imaginary Folklore

“Grammy, tell me a story.” The little girl’s voice startled her out of her trance, dragging her mind to the wet damp present.  Just beyond the nearby window, rain came down in soft sprays amidst the dark night, slamming into and sliding off the walls of their dwelling in a grumbling patter.  Broken arcs of […]

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Wandering, Act 3: Divine Hate

Previously… “Leave him to me,” said the woman in the yellow armor as she calmly approached him. “This one is mine.” A feral grin flitted briefly across Lupus’ face. What few of the human soldiers that remained lowered their guns as their captain made her way towards him, a slender curved black blade in the […]

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Wandering Act 2: Fairground

The humans came in the dead of the night, like the cowardly dogs they were. “Remember; no survivors.” He remembered the shrill mechanical tone of the leader, a five-foot-two man in a gold-trimmed mauve hardsuit with a faceplate molded after a howling beast. “Simple and clean, people. Just like we always do.” The night lit […]

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La Lumiere Pt.2

The dreams came later, forming images of fire and blood out of the haphazard shards of memory that the mage had returned to him. He woke up more than once, covered in a slim sheen of cold sweat, only to find himself staring at a blank, silent, nothingness each time. Damn that Noel, he quietly […]

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La Lumiere Pt. 1

To a world in darkness, came a thin line of light. He blinked as the line grew wider and wider, silently and slowly. The line became a bar, then kept growing until he found himself looking at a rectangle of orange, flickering light with two dark shapes silhouetted against it, with a short flight of […]

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The Dark

  The girl slept as they took watch, alternating their gazes from her slumbering form to the fire, then beyond and back again. The wind in the trees spoke for the both of them, with the large blue-white moon watching from on high with numb apathy. “Sooner or later you’re going to tell her the […]

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Nice Tune, Real Easy

In 4077, the Gradius Wings Protocol is passed into existence, so that all men can be free to live and dream amongst the stars .For the first time, people could lift their heads from the grime and grind of civilization and just jam endlessly under the starlight. In a future many millennia removed from ours, five young souls join together with the hope of starting a band that will be free of limitations and conventions. They will meet on the ship known as “Pegasus” and lead a brand new revolution in art, a revolution that will become its own genre. This is their story; the story of the flight of the HORUS.

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