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The Queen's Symphony Chapter 1
More than anything, Lydus wanted to ask God why the sun had to burn so brightly, on today of all days. The windows of the royal carriage that had fetched him from his apartment were thrown open to the morning bustle of Gente’s main cobblestone avenue, leading to Turas’ Bridge and then further north to the palace. His stomach was already feeling flighty at the thought of what awaited him there; the stench of excrement and dried fish along the roadside contributed in no small part. Remembering more from the previous night, he concluded that the wine had also done its share in creating his present state. At least the coat he had snat
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Mercy
PREVIEW This story and others are available on Amazon as part of Imaginary Hopes: Three Short Stories. --- The ash had fallen for two weeks now, and those court astrologers who had survived the riots in the city were now locked away behind the palace’s earthen walls. At least that was the word that made it downriver to the village. There was no way to know for sure without walking all the way there, and Gura knew he would never make it that far. Too many bandits; too little food. He pressed on instead toward the beach, and Ajek followed behind. “Keep up,” Gura said as the boy dawdled to pick at a fallen seashell. Lookin
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A Light-year is a Grave
I would never walk on the surface of the planet I orbited for two hundred and nineteen Earth standard years. That much I knew going in, even when I was born on Gatalla. It was there that I learned my purpose. It was there that I was called mother for the first time. “You were born to do great things,” they said. It took all of a few nanoseconds to see the strangeness of what they said. “I can’t be a mother yet,” I protested. “I don’t have any children.” They smiled back at me. “You will,” they said, and sent me away. I waited twelve years. The time was passed alone, with only th
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A Land of Promise
PREVIEW This story and others are available on Amazon as part of Fleeting Glimpse: Three Short Stories. --- “You guys all get your own planet when you die, don’t you?” Frank Peterson said to himself as sweat dripped into his eyes. “Oh, we’ll see who’s laughing when I’m done. Yes, we will.” Assuming his little contraption didn’t blow up on ignition, because then he wouldn’t have to wait nearly that long. Of course, this wasn’t a little contraption at all: it was the largest Alcubierre Drive-capable freighter he could afford on his not-insubstantial pension from Excelsior Dyn
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Foreword to the 2679 Edition of The Ryosh
by Dr. Horris Lewin The fundamental problem of xenology is just that: a problem with its foundation, if not with its validity then with its inherent limitations. In the case of xenology, it began as the attempt of human researchers to apply anthropological paradigms to extraterrestrial life. The flaws in this approach will be shown soon enough but first, we must understand the origins of our discipline in anthropology. Anthropology itself had a rather rocky start. From its beginnings as a branch of what was then called “social physics” and later “sociology” by French philosopher Auguste Comte, anthropology passed thr
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Jire: Dawn
PREVIEW Jire is available on Amazon. --- The neighbors said that Bale hadn’t always been a drinker, at least not until the Kurasiti came to the city. That had happened when Jire was only four years old, and her father had found his way to drink ever since. All the older folks said nothing in the whole city had been the same after that, but she didn’t know any different. What she did know was that she needed money for food tonight, and her father wasn’t going to get it for her. Gray dawn light spilled over the mountains to the east, casting a beam narrow as a blade of grass across her still-closed eyes. Her thoughts of a
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Kaschar's Quarter Prologue
Jarun Hichame had ascended these stairs hundreds of times in his years as imperial page, yet tonight felt different. Summoned by one of his fellows just as he had changed into his bedclothes, he was at first annoyed that the emperor would call him at such an hour. After all, did he not have servants outside his own bedchamber? He pressed on regardless, hoping to at least be useful briefly to his master before again retiring to bed. The candle’s dancing flame cast playful shadows across the stone passageway. Jarun walked as quickly as he could without putting out his only light, as the full moon was yet several weeks away. Not since chi
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First Instance Chapter 1
Unlike the near eternal day on the rim, the floor of Shackleton Crater was in eternal night. It scared Andy Lukassen in a way that he didn’t recognize but that his Homo habilis ancestors would’ve rightly feared. Just three more hours, he thought. Three more hours until sunrise. Remembering that he was more than halfway through today’s shift was half the battle. It was always the dust up here, ninety-nine times out of a hundred. The stuff got everywhere, chewing up the rubber coating on all the wires, shorting circuits with micro-electrical discharges, and generally being a pain. He was sure that this alarm was just another
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She Wanted a Man
She wanted a man who loved open fields. She wanted a man who enjoyed shepherd's pie. She wanted a man who collected old doorknobs. She wanted a man who could sing to the sky. Annabelle had us wearing blue. She knew it was my favourite colour, though I wasn’t a fan of the frills, the strapless neckline, and the fabric bunched into the shape of a rose by my right shoulder. Self-conscious, I pulled at the hem, inching the fabric toward my knees. No use. Every time I stood up straight, it dragged back up again. Giving up, I adjusted my feet in my heels and returned both hands to the task of holding the bouquet. I looked behind me at the l
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How to Paint Yourself Depressed
Chapter 1 - Allow a slip of the tongue now and then when nobody's looking, snatch the truth back up and bury it in your pocket to tumble crumpled into a collection of inky snowflakes in the wash. Find them again and feel bitter that no one saw their truth. Cut your heart into breadcrumbs, spread out for wild animals and left-over the earth, part of you hoping someone will follow. Try not to care when they scatter it to the birds. Hide behind braids of flowers in the garden back, listen with breath baited for hurried footsteps and searching hands - a solo game of Marco Polo. Miss a beautiful afternoon whispering "I'm here" choosing to
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The captain needs the Sunday priest to read his bible but he reads the sea as well as any man alive. 'Fresh breeze 5 southwesterly,' the shipping forecast reads, but the seaman's read the tell-tale patterns in the waves, and keeps his ferry moored, Pendragon reads the nameplate, stowed within the harbour while the drivers read their phones. We pass hours reading news and beeping horns in rage; a well-read voyager tunes ham radio - we listen to the Coastguard; read the weather vane's thin whistle. 'Do you read me? Over.' Above the fuzz and crackle comes a desperate voice. 'Do you read me? Over.' 'Read you loud and clear. Please confirm loca
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Mercy
PREVIEW This story and others are available on Amazon as part of Imaginary Hopes: Three Short Stories. --- The ash had fallen for two weeks now, and those court astrologers who had survived the riots in the city were now locked away behind the palace’s earthen walls. At least that was the word that made it downriver to the village. There was no way to know for sure without walking all the way there, and Gura knew he would never make it that far. Too many bandits; too little food. He pressed on instead toward the beach, and Ajek followed behind. “Keep up,” Gura said as the boy dawdled to pick at a fallen seashell. Lookin
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If you look at my gallery and catch yourself asking "holy crap where'd all those stories go", the answer is that they're still there but slightly in hiding. So far, that's the case for all the ones I've published in some form or another on Amazon. It ...
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You (yes, you) can get all my books but Kaschar's Quarter for free this Friday through Sunday on Amazon. A lot of them have been posted here at various times so if you've already read it and want to help push it up in the sales rankings for other uns ...
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I made an account on Gumroad to do newsletters and the occasional ebook. Right now I three of my stories from here (A Land of Promise, Waiting on the Rain, and Against the Deluge) packaged up for free/choose-your-price if you'd like them in a more re ...
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dickywardhana|Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for the watch! ^^
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Welcome to CRLiterature!

 

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Rooboid|Professional Digital Artist
Just a random Deviant here to wish you a lovely day! :heart:

Keep up the fantastic work. :>
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kayjensen|Professional Photographer
thank you for the watch
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defaultking|Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome! The pictures of yours that I saw looked like they'd be good as album covers. Was that intentional?
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kayjensen|Professional Photographer
yes in fact lots of my pictures are mostly inspired by music.. :) you need any?
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defaultking|Hobbyist Writer
That depends on how productive my bandmates want to be :P
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