Category: Abilities
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The Name’s Nutmeg
Nutmeg Dolnoon was alone in the saloon; the day had been hot, the hours, long. She leant against the bar as she noticed the tall shadowy figure standing just inside the double doors. She reached inside her pocket, finding her small pistol missing. Sensing everything to be at stake, she gained leverage from the bar…
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The Other Round Table
Destined to go round Without a set place Looking out to the past At a slow pace Echoes of voices Thoughts reappear Things look familiar But are we still here? The illusion of time Brings us to now Even tabling reason Asks why, when, what, how… Reality blends As fluid dreams flow Did that really…
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In the Far Away Bit
We’re now far away … as in over the hills and far away… The lands are flat and lush and green and fresh; very fresh The skies are blue with clouds with shadows on them The rustle from the trees as the breeze blows through them is melodic harmonic hypnotic A windchime nearby adds a…
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Birth of a Hero
I sit and look at the blank screen in front of me, thoughts racing in anticipation of the words I will eventually fill it with; I ponder the location, the weather, the people. Ah, the people! I want – no, need – a new type of hero… he has to be male, strong, human (human…
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The Tunnel
Look into the magic eye Watch as the world fades away See the distance and then the height Which is your favourite way?
The Mansionic Perspective 