Tag: story
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Draw Near the Horizon
The wind carries our voices away across bleak lands soaked with trails of our blood…
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Bacchanal
What once flowed as bacchanal wine, soaking into soil where seeds waited to sprout has spread to the edge of desert and evaporated…
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Sea of Ghosts
Heroes have walked this broken path— shades of music lost to the wind, come near to the throne and lain upon the ancient stone flags…
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Spent Fury
On our descent the winds shifted and hid the world we were returning to under haze and smoke of distant fires…
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Threading Needles
Seven sit threading needles by candlelight, their eyes dark, their hands in shadow…
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Colors Fade
The horizon becomes the world’s edge falling away into shadowed lands that beckon to the watchers…
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From Chaos, Order
All the little crystal balls kept neatly in a row reflecting back the eyes that stare into them…
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Things Fell Apart
We must be on the third or fourth coming by now. Maybe there was a scheduling error…
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Ancestral
That dream came alive in snowcapped peaks flowing like a thousand whispered secrets, its laughter gently echoing off the slopes down into the valley…
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Message
They made the mistake of leaving a message on the wall. Something for eyes of the future to gawk at as if those same eyes who saw sandstorms fall to the floor…
Mitchel David Ring 