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Night Flight
Flying at night was so different than flying during the day. It was an obvious fact if you stopped to think about it but so few people did. That was probably because most people weren’t pilots. If you were flying by instruments it didn’t change too much about how you navigated. Most of the time…
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Still
There was never a morning when the alarm didn’t seem to be too early, and no alarm ever sounded nice. They were always screeching, high pitched, and annoying. Perhaps if they were anything else they wouldn’t work. Or maybe there were better alarms out there that only a lucky few knew about. Whatever the case…
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Morning Ride
Morning on the beach was Nefir’s favorite. There were no crowds, no noise besides the wind and the surf, and she could ride for miles up and down the sandy shores watching the sun rise. Her horse this morning was Starfish. She usually rode him on her morning rides because he seemed to enjoy it…
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Airport Morning
“Morning, Earl.” It was the usual greeting he got as he arrived for work. It was only technically morning in that most people were still asleep and it was hours before sunrise. “Another early day,” Earl groaned as he passed through security. “At least mornings are quiet,” Tessa, the TSA agent checking him, said. “They’re…
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The Fall of Akumu: Chapter 47
Damarys sat motionless behind the a rocky outcropping in the predawn, waiting for game to pass by on their way to the nearby salt lick. Her bow was ready with an arrow already nocked. All she’d need to do would be to draw back and release the arrow. Being back out in the wilds felt…
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The Fall of Akumu: Chapter 46
The closer they got to the cavern down below, the more Kasyn remembered of the last time he’d been here. The creature was already inside his mind, pressing on him to ascend, to destroy Akumu and begin the cycle of pantheons once again. There was almost a desperation in the creature’s thoughts, a jealousy or…
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The Fall of Akumu: Chapter 45
The doors into the throne room opened easily to Kasyn’s touch. Damarys stood back and watched as both he and the scout approached. The throne room was littered with corpses and Akumu sat on his throne. Parts of him were missing and the throne itself was a wreck. As Kasyn and the scout drew nearer,…
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The Fall of Akumu: Chapter 44
The broken runes thrummed in Kasyn’s mind, each one drawing him towards them as though they yearned to be repaired. It was more than just a vague direction, though. Instead, he knew the path he’d need to follow to find each one. Pairing that knowledge with the rough map they’d taken from the Tower of…
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The Fall of Akumu: Chapter 43
They stood in front of Nemuri no Shiro while Ketty Pordis prepared the teleportation circle. Damarys had never given the castle much thought before now. It was just another part of the city that she’d never explored before, much like the Toshokans and the Sages tower. Now, she and Kasyn were preparing to enter the…
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The Fall of Akumu: Chapter 42
That night, Kasyn slept with the circlet on, not daring to take it off for fear of the self doubt and recrimination he knew would bombard him. As it was he still felt the loss of Zeter deeply. He’d been a friend and ally through so much and now, like Emilie, he was gone. Most…
Bridge of Broken Glass
Stories from my mind that won't be quiet
Bridge of Broken Glass 