Five-minute fiction - 23:57-00:02
Grim looked at Darker, and Darker looked right back at him, and wordlessly the two men turned and sprinted down the alleyway. The group of police officers theyd bungled into recovered from their shocked surprise faster than expected, and quickly the air was filled with the piercing shrill of whistles as they gave chase. It wasnt even that Grim and Darker...
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Grim looked at Darker, and Darker looked right back at him, and wordlessly the two men turned and sprinted down the alleyway. The group of police officers theyd bungled into recovered from their shocked surprise faster than expected, and quickly the air was filled with the piercing shrill of whistles as they gave chase. It wasnt even that Grim and Darker...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:43-23:48
Grim let his head slump forward onto his chest, but it didnt stop there. The weight, and apparent lack of strength in his neck, carried it forward until it banged painfully into the hardwood of the table. Ow, he exclaimed his face firmly rooted to the smooth surface. He tried to pull his head up but it didnt want to budge....
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Grim let his head slump forward onto his chest, but it didnt stop there. The weight, and apparent lack of strength in his neck, carried it forward until it banged painfully into the hardwood of the table. Ow, he exclaimed his face firmly rooted to the smooth surface. He tried to pull his head up but it didnt want to budge....
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Five-minute fiction - 23:20-23:25
We dont take jobs like this one, Grim said proffering the bag of coins back to the woman. And before you point out that my associate and I are in a particular type of business commonly associated with that, I can assure you that we are not the ones who undertake such jobs.
The woman pursed her lips, and her eyes...
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We dont take jobs like this one, Grim said proffering the bag of coins back to the woman. And before you point out that my associate and I are in a particular type of business commonly associated with that, I can assure you that we are not the ones who undertake such jobs.
The woman pursed her lips, and her eyes...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:12-23:17
It all comes down to gold. Who has it, and who doesnt. And, of course, how much you can show it off. There are subtler ways to think about it. Capital, assets, real estate, but it all comes down to small golden discs. The City is run by the Cratic Council, a body of politicians so seaworthy they can always tell...
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It all comes down to gold. Who has it, and who doesnt. And, of course, how much you can show it off. There are subtler ways to think about it. Capital, assets, real estate, but it all comes down to small golden discs. The City is run by the Cratic Council, a body of politicians so seaworthy they can always tell...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:08-23:13
A high-pitched whistle shattered the silence, sending the two men on the slopping roof scurrying down it toward the edge. The tails of long coats, as was the fashion among roof-dwelling criminal types, billowed out behind them as the scampered away. The high-pitched whistle came again, driving back the silence even more, and just as thunder precedes lightning, though in reverse,...
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A high-pitched whistle shattered the silence, sending the two men on the slopping roof scurrying down it toward the edge. The tails of long coats, as was the fashion among roof-dwelling criminal types, billowed out behind them as the scampered away. The high-pitched whistle came again, driving back the silence even more, and just as thunder precedes lightning, though in reverse,...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:06-23:11
Their eyes met across the crowded room. Two souls seemingly lost in the endless turning of society. There was the flash, the instant of recognition, the regret, so much emotion conveyed in the briefest of glances. About them the people turned, societys machine worked as it always worked and they turned in it. Twisting, turning, cavorting, yearning. It happened again, the...
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Their eyes met across the crowded room. Two souls seemingly lost in the endless turning of society. There was the flash, the instant of recognition, the regret, so much emotion conveyed in the briefest of glances. About them the people turned, societys machine worked as it always worked and they turned in it. Twisting, turning, cavorting, yearning. It happened again, the...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:46-23:51
Grim looked down at the stack of paperwork and sighed. There was just so much of it. Since he and Darker had become licensed professionals all he seemed to do was paperwork, that and kill people. It was enough to drive a person mad. He shuffled the stack, breaking it down into two smaller stacks, then four, than eight, before reshuffling...
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Grim looked down at the stack of paperwork and sighed. There was just so much of it. Since he and Darker had become licensed professionals all he seemed to do was paperwork, that and kill people. It was enough to drive a person mad. He shuffled the stack, breaking it down into two smaller stacks, then four, than eight, before reshuffling...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:34-23:39
The door burst open, splintering into shards of razor sharp needles as Darker tumbled through it. He rolled and came up with a snarl of anger. The snarl quickly turned to a cry of surprise as a body hurtled through the air toward him. With reflexes trained to the highest peak of efficiency he took the full force of the thrown...
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The door burst open, splintering into shards of razor sharp needles as Darker tumbled through it. He rolled and came up with a snarl of anger. The snarl quickly turned to a cry of surprise as a body hurtled through the air toward him. With reflexes trained to the highest peak of efficiency he took the full force of the thrown...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:32-23:37
Jorah had been a member of the Lamplighters Guild, sorry, Lamplighters Union, Local 233, for only a few weeks. That meant, as per devised by seniority that he had the worst shifts. Normally, one couldnt expect there to be that many different shifts, at least not when it came to lamp lighting, but there was a lot more to it. He...
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Jorah had been a member of the Lamplighters Guild, sorry, Lamplighters Union, Local 233, for only a few weeks. That meant, as per devised by seniority that he had the worst shifts. Normally, one couldnt expect there to be that many different shifts, at least not when it came to lamp lighting, but there was a lot more to it. He...
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Five-minute fiction - 00:08-00:13
Grim slipped in silently through the door, letting it close behind. He held his breath as he slotted the latch back into place and peered into the darkened interior of the room. It was nearly pitch black, almost too dark to see. Grim stood, waiting, breathing slowly and quietly for his eyes to adjust to the low levels of light. It...
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Grim slipped in silently through the door, letting it close behind. He held his breath as he slotted the latch back into place and peered into the darkened interior of the room. It was nearly pitch black, almost too dark to see. Grim stood, waiting, breathing slowly and quietly for his eyes to adjust to the low levels of light. It...
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Five-minute fiction - 22:07-22:12
Something a little different again.
A Spot of Bother: featuring the lovely Frolic of SG fame (or Tumblr fame here), who so graciously allowed me to write a little blurb about herself.
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The frame of the picture held the subject still in her perfection. The rich, deep, darkness of her stood in stark contrast to her soft blue eyes, the...
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Something a little different again.
A Spot of Bother: featuring the lovely Frolic of SG fame (or Tumblr fame here), who so graciously allowed me to write a little blurb about herself.
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The frame of the picture held the subject still in her perfection. The rich, deep, darkness of her stood in stark contrast to her soft blue eyes, the...
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Been away for three days at a wedding, and had very poor cell reception, but still managed to get some writing done, just couldn't upload them here. Ruined my chain though, 
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Five-minute fiction - 22:57-23:02 (Mobile)
Sam burst through the doorway as it irised open. Bolts of energy burst against the side panels showering him with sparks as he covered his head, rolled and...
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Five-minute fiction - 22:57-23:02 (Mobile)
Sam burst through the doorway as it irised open. Bolts of energy burst against the side panels showering him with sparks as he covered his head, rolled and...
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