Tag: Short Story
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On The Road
The chariot stop was crowded when the group arrived there. The bustling city centre street busy with chariots being pulled in one direction, in orderly queues, by horses, unicorns and red dragons. On the walkways, pedestrians went about their own business, higgledy-piggledy crossing each others’ paths, without paying attention to the seven tall people waiting…
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The Vista of the Eternal Views
Carpo led the seven Gods and Goddesses to the grand marble archway that held the famed golden Gates to Atlantis. Standing ten storeys tall, they dwarfed the group immensely. Carpo pulled a golden chain that hung by the side of the right tower, and turned to face the group. “Although they know we are due…
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The Gates of Atlantis
The Hora at the bow beckoned Baldur to lower the ship to the waters at the entrance of Atlantis. The three Horae on either side escorted the ship down, whilst the final one stayed at the stern. With the ship stopped in the water, the seven Gods and Goddesses made their way to the deck.…
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The Longest Meal
The large table in the decadent dining room on the Hringhorni was adorned with the freshest food from all around the globe. Bowls laden with fruit filled the centre, and plates filled with fresh meats and vegetables surrounded them. Baldur sat at the head of the table, and Adonis sat at the other end. To…
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From the Apocalypse
Hayley sat dithered. She remembered this from last time. The darkness. The cold. The smell. Herbert rolled around on the floor laughing. He remembered it too, only differently. “You tore your dress” Herbert managed between guffaws. “I broke a nail” Hayley sternly retorted, “as well” she acknowledged. Herbert looked into Hayley’s eyes. Hayley blinked. It’s…
The Mansionic Perspective 