Tag: Writing
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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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Pickanickl’s Quest (5)
The previous part From where she was standing, Pickanickl thought Caldane was hovering, although that could have been her imagination playing tricks with her due to the brightness of the twinkling, pulsating light just behind the silhouetted figure; she couldn’t make out his feet, and she couldn’t really see the ground. “He’s through.” whispered a…
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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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Pickanickl’s Quest (4)
The previous part Darkness. She blinked a few times, adjusting her vision so she could make out a few shadows amongst the shadows. “Where…?” she asked, slowly sitting up. “Awake…” whispered a voice, although she couldn’t fathom where from. “Asleep.” It whispered again. “Be gone!” Commanded a male voice; startling her with its loud echo.…
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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.…
The Mansionic Perspective 