Five-Minute fiction - 00:21-00:26
There is a certain authority that came with being First Aetor of the Cratic Council. Grim suspected it had something to do with the big stick the man carried. The First Aetor paced the room, looking about as comfortable as a bull in a china shop, which is something of a mangled metaphor considering that a bull in a china shop...
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There is a certain authority that came with being First Aetor of the Cratic Council. Grim suspected it had something to do with the big stick the man carried. The First Aetor paced the room, looking about as comfortable as a bull in a china shop, which is something of a mangled metaphor considering that a bull in a china shop...
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Five-Minute fiction - 00:07-00:12
The edge of the roof loomed closer. The open space beyond calling, inviting them to fly. Grim fought to regain control, to catch hold of something that wasnt Darkers tumbling form. Darker fought as well he struggled with the man on top of him. Steel flashed in the crisp moonlight. The white seeking the red as it drove down toward Darker....
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The edge of the roof loomed closer. The open space beyond calling, inviting them to fly. Grim fought to regain control, to catch hold of something that wasnt Darkers tumbling form. Darker fought as well he struggled with the man on top of him. Steel flashed in the crisp moonlight. The white seeking the red as it drove down toward Darker....
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Five-Minute fiction - 23:17-23:22
Grim didnt like being pushed around. And Bully Boys for their wont in life loved to push people around, especially people they supposed couldnt fight back. Grim for all his airs and education did not dress the part of an Alumni. He did not partake in the wearing of the current stylish black attire so common amongst Alumnists, but preferred to...
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Grim didnt like being pushed around. And Bully Boys for their wont in life loved to push people around, especially people they supposed couldnt fight back. Grim for all his airs and education did not dress the part of an Alumni. He did not partake in the wearing of the current stylish black attire so common amongst Alumnists, but preferred to...
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Five-Minute fiction - 23:29-23:34
Shhh! I think I hear someone coming, Grim whispered. The cold stone of the morgue amplified the sound of voice until it sounded almost deafeningly in his ears.
Darker glared, or at least Grim guessed he glared, thats usually what Darker did when push came to shove, but the dim light of the morgues cold room meant he could see little...
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Shhh! I think I hear someone coming, Grim whispered. The cold stone of the morgue amplified the sound of voice until it sounded almost deafeningly in his ears.
Darker glared, or at least Grim guessed he glared, thats usually what Darker did when push came to shove, but the dim light of the morgues cold room meant he could see little...
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Ack! Double post. Apologies.
Five-Minute fiction - 22:43-22:48
Its all relative, Grim said.
He slid the window shut and turned to face Darker who stood in the centre of the immense room, seemingly lost in its grandeur.
Where are we? Darker asked turning a full circle in the opulent room.
Uhhh, just a place I know. You know, empty house that kind of thing, Grim said, uneasily.
If you...
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Its all relative, Grim said.
He slid the window shut and turned to face Darker who stood in the centre of the immense room, seemingly lost in its grandeur.
Where are we? Darker asked turning a full circle in the opulent room.
Uhhh, just a place I know. You know, empty house that kind of thing, Grim said, uneasily.
If you...
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Five-Minute fiction - 00:49-00:54
The seasons in the City were varied, to say the least. Of course, there were four(ish), but dont tell the citizens that. On any one day down in the Market-Square you could hear numbers ranging from two all the way up to twenty. Though the ones who said there were twenty seasons were clearly on something they shouldnt be, and usually...
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The seasons in the City were varied, to say the least. Of course, there were four(ish), but dont tell the citizens that. On any one day down in the Market-Square you could hear numbers ranging from two all the way up to twenty. Though the ones who said there were twenty seasons were clearly on something they shouldnt be, and usually...
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Five-Minute fiction - 23:32-23:37
Grims head bucked against the wall. He felt the thick hot cords of the mans fingers close around his neck even as the ice-cold steel of the dagger pricked the gap in his shirt and pressed against his skin.
She doesnt want to talk to you, got it? the man said his voice little more than a growl. He stank of...
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Grims head bucked against the wall. He felt the thick hot cords of the mans fingers close around his neck even as the ice-cold steel of the dagger pricked the gap in his shirt and pressed against his skin.
She doesnt want to talk to you, got it? the man said his voice little more than a growl. He stank of...
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Five-Minute fiction - 22:22-22:27
That is of no concern of mine. As of now your, both of you mind, licences are revoked pending an investigation. You will, of course, receive a stipend from the College to cover necessary costs, such as food. I trust you already have accommodation arranged? First Praetor Thruften said as he returned to his seat.
I - we are sharing a...
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That is of no concern of mine. As of now your, both of you mind, licences are revoked pending an investigation. You will, of course, receive a stipend from the College to cover necessary costs, such as food. I trust you already have accommodation arranged? First Praetor Thruften said as he returned to his seat.
I - we are sharing a...
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Five-Minute fiction - 23:31-23:36
That isnt exactly fair, First Praetor Thruften, Grim said leaning forward in his chair.
You think this is a matter of fairness, Grim? he replied with a grin. Whenever has college been about what is right, and fair, and just?
Touche, sir, Shipley said from his position by the desk.
Yes, touche, thank you Shipley.
Well, no, I suppose college was...
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That isnt exactly fair, First Praetor Thruften, Grim said leaning forward in his chair.
You think this is a matter of fairness, Grim? he replied with a grin. Whenever has college been about what is right, and fair, and just?
Touche, sir, Shipley said from his position by the desk.
Yes, touche, thank you Shipley.
Well, no, I suppose college was...
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