A Hundred Suns: Etherite

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Etherite, n. A frozen, jewel-like form of the element "ether," which allows safe passage through warp space.

The gem form is believed to have a healing power.

Galxis' Dictionary, Revision of 2049.

I slam the bound pages closed. "Grrr, this is not helping!"

"Aiden?" Maddie's hand falls on my shoulder.

"Oh, Mad, it's too much." I sob into her sleeve. "All those stories, but you never believe them.

But now..." I gaze at my hands. "Now I can see. I can see, ten times better than I ever could. It actually scares me."

She shakes her head, in that way she has. "I know. Trust me on this one; I know, and Joanna knows."

I lift my head slowly. "Joanna knows?"

"Yes, she told me last night. For a while, her vision just whited out."

"She couldn't see the stars."

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Darkstar Review

ive only read this story so far, but i hope to read the others when i get the time :) it was good, but mostly i'm just responding to the question you asked earlyer, about it being too short... maybe you could add a but more discription.I like to imagine what the character looks like before i imagine them doing anything. thats probably just me though :) i find its good as a 'attention grabber' and i really want to read more, but just a bit more... 'substance' would make it 10x better.

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Waterlilygirl
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Beautiful work!

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fire_of_dawn
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Would you please define "too short!" I don't need a word count; tell me why it's always too short.

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mikepyro
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I must agree with the others. I've flipped through some of your stuff and I know you're rather talented, however this is a bit underwhelming. It's far too short, a bit boring, and could use a bit of work on the dialogue (please, never write the word Grr, change it to "I shut the book, growling" or something)

That said, this piece is still good, I just wish you lengthened it, because you can definitly create a work of great science fiction if you try.

I also look forward to more from the series you've created.
good work, bra.

Mike.

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Logan101 Review

hi i hope i wont be being to critical but i thought that this story was strange and to short to revel anthing about your writting skills you should make a longer one i thought it was quite boring but i think it would be alot more interesting if you just added some things like how the gem worked or why it worked and what was the point of the story i dident understand it realy i might just be being ignorent but i dident see any real plot to the story



with the best of luck Logan

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Juniper
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Hey Stori/FOD! June here!

Okay! I really, really like A Hundred Suns: Sepia, so, I figured I would probably enjoy the other parts. I enjoyed most of them, but this? Not so much.

I do like how you open with a dictionary entry, but then, you continue the rest of this in a somewhat preachy manner. It's not too fun for us! We don't know the speaker, the scenario. All we hear is a gem... that's well... just a gem.


I would suggest you expand on this, dear. It's too shallow for us to appreciate-- not that you have to be extremely deep, you just need to give us something to --for lack of a better word-- read.


It's up to you how to decide to improve this. Perhaps add dialogue, tell us more about the narrator-- anything! As for now, we're pretty much left hanging in the open, dear.


On another note, keep it up, Stori!

June

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fire_of_dawn
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Thanks, all of you. To avoid mix-ups, I'm going to keep posting this under the same account.

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Ashleigh Brown
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This was good, i like the way you start it out reading a dictionary entry. I think this could really turn into a pretty amazing book. Keep up the good work, hope to read more of it.



Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving us wordy evidence of the fact.
— George Eliot