Tag: sci fi
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The Death Spice
What happens when the divine device fit to confine to safety the mice of this unmeek world breaks down When life jackets cause drowning Some bear spines, poison-slick spikes Spicy food made so to spite predators Protective shields in lieu of venom Humans develop a taste for spice, what then? Their gift comes a curse…
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Chronicles of the Dusk Ages IV – Last Charge of the Ferrathian Glyders
They told no one their name that was not of their tribe It was I who slyly bribed their scribe, he saw I was not a rival but a learned man He could not speak it but took pen in hand and wrote it there on the animal-candied margin banding his annals Ferrathians of the…
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Chronicles of the Dusk Ages III – Beliefs and Customs of Feathermen
Virididerms with drawn faces from places you and I cannot place on any map Their mountains formed by ruins marking our world’s devastation They believe in diminutive elder races, first to walk the face of the earth Their faces were turned from Sol, they never returned from their subterrene halls Beneath the mounds, centuries sleeping,…
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Chronicles of the Dusk Ages II – The Gleoman’s Story
They tell campfire stories of Noah Huzzar on his barded silver, Tintreachcogadh His quiet mountain home abode of ranging men, demesne of crop-dependents Depended on his protection Elected Lictor, his visored helm’s image fixture on every household altar His grand manse flanked by grated covers and lion gates Peasants, peons, freemen and serfs prayed to…
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Chronicles of the Dusk Ages I – Ends of Earth Prior to Earth’s End
A moment to consider perception in our conception of our origins Convex time mirror distorts an eye’s intake, slakes only a beholder’s tastes If there was ever a snake it lived there in the neck’s nape, changing all we see into a reflection of our obsessions Stimulated by lights from rising lanterns we have forgotten…
Alchemisland 