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Sivv the Mouse The bustle of the city streets filled the air; footsteps overlapping voices, shouting, whistling, running, shrieking. The old damp cobblestones groaned and crunched and cracked against

Day A8 12:45 There is no letting go. There is no going back. There is no letting go. There is no going back. There is no letting go. There is ...

Gen|Still somewhere in San Francisco| "Oi! Stop squirming, I'm trying to think!" Gen glared down at the tiny type two as it struggled to free itself from underneath his weapon. ...

Gen|Somewhere in San Francisco| "Hey everyone who wants to see some cool karate? You? You sir? Anyone?" The crowds continued to move along. Gen sighed. San Francisco was never a ...

The ground shook as Sivv awoke. His blank eyes stared up at dull ceiling. The strange material looked so elegant, glimmering softly and reflecting light in every direction however weakly. ...

Murana Sindra|Outside| Murasin sat by the door. Her breathing slow and easy. Her legs were crossed loosely and her eyes were closed. Around her, a soft sphere of light had ...

Murana Sindra|High Priestesses' Quarters| Murasin awoke suddenly. There was no light on her eyelids, no gentle tolls from the tower above. No footsteps could be heard in the hallways past ...

Benji | In An or Something Benji's head jerked up. He had fallen asleep. Smoke billowed up from the parade below. Benji shot to his feet, startled and confused. Last ...

TheStupidestSoup StupidSoup stepped up to the mic, giving it a good smack and watching as the people in the audience grimaced in annoyance. "Lets give it up for our good ...

The night is always darkest just before the dawn. The bells sway ever so slightly as a breeze winds its way through the sky, tickling the cold brass and sending ...

Ren Day A8 5:30 P.M. Ren sat in his room, not bored but unable to think of anything to do. After yesterdays test he was more wary of his comrades, ...

Gen McNickelson|Greenwich Village Gen sat on a small hill. Behind him, his wooden cottage lurked in the shade of the oaks and elms that grew around it. Gen couldn't say ...

Bennit Alexander Hours later, Bennit was still sitting on the porch. His eyes stared blankly up at the drab grey sky. His body wished to drift upon the clouds, whisked ...

The Book Of Madness Your walking down the street. Where are you? It doesn't matter where you are. All that matters is that your walking. And it's dark. You live ...

Unknown Subject On the Banks of Newton Creek|18 March 2016|2:30 PM He awoke slowly, listening to the quiet lapping of water against the shore. Then his eyes opened, squinted, the ...