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Journey
Something was wrong and Joe Everdai was confused. Twenty minutes earlier he had entered the Uber Self-Driving vehicle wishing only to pick up a fast lunch before his afternoon appointment, but it had driven past his chosen destination and was not responding to his commands. It was unexpected, annoying. What does one do in that situation? Googling it told him nothing. Calling his office resulted in his co-worker's stupid laughter. Uber's helpline went to a recording. He sat two more minutes, watching city buildings pass by, block after block. His muscles tightened from stress. This was ridiculous. He'd miss lunch. He'd be late to the meeting.
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In Darkness, Stars : Chapter One
Chapter One: Lucy I loved when it rained in Manhattan. Neon colors reflected off the city's archaic walls and echoed in the silvery pools that occupied every pothole. From my seat, crouched atop a rusted, graffiti-strewn trash bin, I almost felt like I was in an airplane, staring down at a landscape of tiny harbors. I let my eyes fall into soft focus, morphing the wet asphalt into the infinite darkness of space, with each speck of light a star, and the neon sheen behind them some kind of interstellar gas. Nebulas were they called? It struck me sad that I couldn't remember. I could remember being in space, although the memories were fleeting.
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Mugs of coffee and hot chocolate dotted the area of the tabletop not already taken up by computers and notebooks. Discarded mittens and hats formed a pile against the wall, on top of purses and laptop cases. Having long since abandoned Starbucks as a viable office space, they now met once a week at a centralized location, in their computer guy Hugo's home, amid his brown shag carpet and Triscuits. Jada had the longest commute, driving thirty minutes to join them, but she never seemed to complain. In fact, she was as cheerful as Mallorie had ever seen her, chirping on about her collage room mates and her crazy school assignments while she pass
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Bright light flooded the small conference room as Ann flicked the switch. She remained by the door, her lips tight, hands tensely rubbing one against the other. Ten seconds had passed and she hadn't said anything. "Well?" Mallorie questioned. "Mallorie." She attempted to soften her business-like voice. "Your father shared the things you said to him, and I understand and appreciate your feeling the need to say them, but I really need you to know and understand..." She frowned as Mallorie rolled her eyes. "Please just listen," she said sternly. "I've been working with him on these things. And he's been getting better...much better. He hasn't
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Time was slowing down again. Mallorie sat in the now familiar leather chair that faced Matthew Durham's desk. She leaned slightly forward, her hands clasped against her knees, her breaths each registering in her mind, calm and deliberate. Her heart thumped loudly and strongly, but not fast. She felt oddly prepared, under control, and ready for the coming confrontation in the same way Matthew had been ready for her mother. He sat with his chair sideways, staring out the window that looked down on the lobby as if deep in thought, and then he turned to look at her with a fragile smile of pity. It was fake. She could see it. And she felt steel r
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Mallorie felt like a zombie as she leaned her head against the bus window. It was judgement day, the apocalypse, and she'd only gotten five hours sleep. To make matters worse, she was wearing an older dress, as her work clothes were at 'sparkle rainbow' Ann's. Before falling asleep the night before, she had decided with steely determination that she would call Matthew out on his bad behavior before she walked away, but now, her confidence wavered. Just making it through the day became her sole objective, and then she could move on with her life, free from all the drama. It was an idea with potent appeal. News crews were setting up outside whe
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Homebound 1
I'd been riding too fast. I admit it. Racing down a rain soaked street at four in the morning, fresh night air rushing up beneath a half-lifted visor, my mind momentarily freed from all the crap that had kept me awake. I was a man without a care in the world at that moment. And then there was the next. I don't really remember the accident but they say I ran a red light. Slammed into the hood of an oncoming car and made like a circus performer shot from a cannon, except there wasn't a safety net over the asphalt. There was just me and my unprotected body sailing half a bowling alley and skidding on my side the rest of that length. Guess I'm
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The Destroyer : 1
1. Summer was a burning blade rippling through the streets of Manhattan. It made ovens out of the tenements in Harlem and mocked the struggling window units that dotted their brick facades. Perspiration coated the nameless faces that passed beneath the open mesh of Mallorie Ortiz’s fire escape. She sat, leaning forward against its bars, her hair hanging loose in a tumbling cascade, her tan, sandaled feet dangling high above the broiling pavement. Traffic was grid-locked and noisy at that hour; the poisonous smell of diesel exhaust just typical city incense. “Eat something.” Her mother hurried past the living room window, f
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The Green Zone - 1
CHAPTER 1 : ALL THAT GLITTERS The forest was a place of contradictions in the autumn, with colorful bursts of russet and gold speared by dull scrub pines. Beneath those trees, Mia Blancharde strolled towards a clearing, her hot pink leather jacket creating a contradiction all its own. Her knee-high boots left soft impressions in the dirt while she worked along her grid lines, running a metal detector side to side, hips swaying in time with the technopop that was pounding through her earbuds. Occasional gusts of icy wind tossed her inky curls, whipping them against pale cheeks and across plum colored lips. Mia had traced out miles of these wo
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The Little Fox Ch.1
The Little Fox Ch.1: The plains in the northern lands stretched out for miles, flat as milled paper with tufts of brown grass that swayed in the ever present breeze. The sky there was never blue. It sat between the beige of morning and the wolven gray of afternoon, and at night, the stars were cloaked by a ceiling of clouds. Mountains blackened the thinnest edge of the horizon to the west, and if you followed the dirt road out towards Dorning in the south, you’d eventually pass through a pine forest, but as far as Oren Brady knew, both north and east, the plains went on forever. Pockets of ice crunched beneath his buckskin boots as h
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Pact 01
PACT 01: DEATH It was a tepid night, still warm air and no moon.  Something sweet rotted in a tree in the darkness, and despite the vanishing of the sun there was no relief from the day's heat.  The road stretched long, its white gravel illuminated in the lights of the motor car.  Arcturus' hands wrapped firmly around the steering wheel, windows open.  A bead of sweat poured down their forehead.  There was not even a lick of breeze to forgive it. "Just drive the car," a black gloved hand wrapped around Arcturus' in an attempt to squeeze some confidence in.  The fingers were deathly cold, even through the glove.  Arcturus looked at the wom
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The Green Zone - 1
CHAPTER 1 : ALL THAT GLITTERS The forest was a place of contradictions in the autumn, with colorful bursts of russet and gold speared by dull scrub pines. Beneath those trees, Mia Blancharde strolled towards a clearing, her hot pink leather jacket creating a contradiction all its own. Her knee-high boots left soft impressions in the dirt while she worked along her grid lines, running a metal detector side to side, hips swaying in time with the technopop that was pounding through her earbuds. Occasional gusts of icy wind tossed her inky curls, whipping them against pale cheeks and across plum colored lips. Mia had traced out miles of these wo
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defaultking|Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the watch :)
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LadyLincoln|Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for the points, lovely. That was so sweet of you.

I'll certainly put them to good use! :tighthug:
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LadyLincoln|Hobbyist Writer
Happy birthday, dearheart. :heart:
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LeeKosi|Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hey there, how do you do? I haven't gotten a chance to mention to you that I was working on the Lagertha piece but my computer decided to go insane. How have you been?
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Oh, how cool. Look forward to seeing it eventually...after your computer has calmed down. :)
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LadyLincoln|Hobbyist Writer
Happy birthday :heart:
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Thank you kindly. :)
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