Five-minute fiction - 00:28-00:33
Journal Entry #4 cont
The divide between the areas of the upper city and the lower city the expansive wall known as the Dimron Wall. It was the original circular wall that enclosed the city during its founding, and the more tumultuous years. There are three main gates that connect the two halves and the True Gate lays on an almost...
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Journal Entry #4 cont
The divide between the areas of the upper city and the lower city the expansive wall known as the Dimron Wall. It was the original circular wall that enclosed the city during its founding, and the more tumultuous years. There are three main gates that connect the two halves and the True Gate lays on an almost...
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Five-minute fiction - 00:08-00:13
Journal Entry #4 continued
I was instructed to meet Jorry at a local warehouse supplier, and made my way through the city with some haste. I have spent most of my life in the city, but have had little cause to travel down to the area around the docks. It is much easier for those in the upper levels of the...
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Journal Entry #4 continued
I was instructed to meet Jorry at a local warehouse supplier, and made my way through the city with some haste. I have spent most of my life in the city, but have had little cause to travel down to the area around the docks. It is much easier for those in the upper levels of the...
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Five-Minute Fiction (mobile) 00:55-01:00
Journal Entry # 4
I dint have much time to write this entry, but I have to put to words the events of today.
I am not normally a person interested in personal violence, or the perpetration of violent acts upon others, in fact I am a rather reluctant omnivore.
However, today I had the pleasure of meeting Jorry Stockton, the...
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Five-minute fiction - 09:37-09:42
Journal Entry 01
The first meeting with the crew was an unparalleled success, or at least Id be willing to say it was. The meeting was convened at the Boisterous Club in downtown Sharpshire with the majority of the crew in attendance. A few of the bilge-rats as a number of the others have called the other, less-skilled crewmen, did not...
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Journal Entry 01
The first meeting with the crew was an unparalleled success, or at least Id be willing to say it was. The meeting was convened at the Boisterous Club in downtown Sharpshire with the majority of the crew in attendance. A few of the bilge-rats as a number of the others have called the other, less-skilled crewmen, did not...
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Five-minute fiction - 00:02-00:07
Journal Entry #18
We entered the mouth of the river Sept today. It was far less impressive than I had imagined. Muddy brown water clashed chromatically with the pale blue of the Inland Seas magnificent waters. Stockton ensures me that the river itself is quite the slight. He called it: a slumbering behemoth, winding its way lazily through the undiscovered land....
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Journal Entry #18
We entered the mouth of the river Sept today. It was far less impressive than I had imagined. Muddy brown water clashed chromatically with the pale blue of the Inland Seas magnificent waters. Stockton ensures me that the river itself is quite the slight. He called it: a slumbering behemoth, winding its way lazily through the undiscovered land....
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Five-minute Fiction - 01:00-01:05
Thrugood dropped to the deck of the ship and scuttled to the operated gunwale. The boat rocked borne on the brunt of the churning mass of water.
Around him men scrambled searching for some refuge from the downpour. Few had appropriate gear for the weather, but none complained. They kept their heads down and secured themselves to the available safety lines....
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Five-minute fiction - 00:32-00:37
Journal Entry #27:
Today, we began the first approach to the falls; the so-called Veil. The air was thick with the spray from the torrential rush of the water. It hung low obscuring much of the waterfalls majesty. It did little to stem the roar however.
Stockton commented that the low-hanging clouds created by the spray make traversing the Veil difficult...
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Journal Entry #27:
Today, we began the first approach to the falls; the so-called Veil. The air was thick with the spray from the torrential rush of the water. It hung low obscuring much of the waterfalls majesty. It did little to stem the roar however.
Stockton commented that the low-hanging clouds created by the spray make traversing the Veil difficult...
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Five-minute fiction - 08:45-08:50
Flatline watched the data scroll across his screen. It was a mess of tangled, incoherent data that he could not make sense of. Hed run the data through three variable-logarithmic programs and nothing showed up. Pieces did, but nothing more than mangled sentences and codes.
What are you? he said to the stream of data. If you had any value Id...
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Flatline watched the data scroll across his screen. It was a mess of tangled, incoherent data that he could not make sense of. Hed run the data through three variable-logarithmic programs and nothing showed up. Pieces did, but nothing more than mangled sentences and codes.
What are you? he said to the stream of data. If you had any value Id...
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zebrah:
whew you scared me there i saw flatlined and panicked! lol well im happy you ok and i talk to myself all the time so i understand completly
Five-minute fiction - 22:35-22:40
What is it then? Brick said as he sat down beside Flatline at the console.
A string of numbers streamed across the screen most of the characters unrecognizable.
Its nothing really. Well, thats not really fair. Its a little bit of everything, and a whole lot of nothing, Flatline said.
With a flick of his fingers he slowed the scroll of...
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What is it then? Brick said as he sat down beside Flatline at the console.
A string of numbers streamed across the screen most of the characters unrecognizable.
Its nothing really. Well, thats not really fair. Its a little bit of everything, and a whole lot of nothing, Flatline said.
With a flick of his fingers he slowed the scroll of...
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Five-minute fiction - 00:09-00:14
There is no word but Gods.
There is one God, and no other being above Him.
There is trust in God for trust is the solace of which all men seek.
Trust in God and all shall be forgiven.
These are the tenants of Gods decree to the people as spoke by Abisali before the Battle of Hetansia.
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The eyes...
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There is no word but Gods.
There is one God, and no other being above Him.
There is trust in God for trust is the solace of which all men seek.
Trust in God and all shall be forgiven.
These are the tenants of Gods decree to the people as spoke by Abisali before the Battle of Hetansia.
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The eyes...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:54-23:59
I honestly dont know what youre talking about. I wasnt the one who got us into this predicament, now was I?
No, I guess youre not but that doesnt change the fact that we are, in fact, still dangling from a rooftop, over a number of hungry looking dogs.
Do you think they look hungry? I dont think they look hungry,...
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I honestly dont know what youre talking about. I wasnt the one who got us into this predicament, now was I?
No, I guess youre not but that doesnt change the fact that we are, in fact, still dangling from a rooftop, over a number of hungry looking dogs.
Do you think they look hungry? I dont think they look hungry,...
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Five-minute fiction - 22:53-22:58
The City went on, that was what it always did. Ever moving forward, changing, evolving. Often times people, usually those in power but sometimes those who werent (but secretly yearned to be), tried to manipulate the City into doing what they wanted. They tried to work their will upon it. To twist it, to conform it to their standards. But it...
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The City went on, that was what it always did. Ever moving forward, changing, evolving. Often times people, usually those in power but sometimes those who werent (but secretly yearned to be), tried to manipulate the City into doing what they wanted. They tried to work their will upon it. To twist it, to conform it to their standards. But it...
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