Originally posted 2016-01-22 17:00:19. There was a time when we lived below. We guarded the core and kept the demons in chains. We never went to the Upside. The Elders told us it was a barren place and we believed them. So we stayed at the core, where the fire seared our skin and the…

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Originally posted 2016-01-22 12:00:17. Continued from Chapter 1: Underground, posted January 8, 2016 (Author’s note: Chapter 1, as published here, needs some work. It provides some background, but I don’t think it’s necessary to read the following story/chapter.)   Chapter 2: The New World The door of Amy’s shelter opened reluctantly. It was a heavy thing, made of…

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Originally posted 2016-01-22 08:00:24.        I crouched low in the snow, my back up against the brick wall behind me.  The long cloak was spread around my form, fallen snow already gathered on it, making me look like a snowdrift.  At least, I hoped it made me look that way.  My hood was…

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Originally posted 2016-01-15 17:00:36. Winter is insidious.  No matter what you do, it creeps in, past windows and doors, seemingly through walls and floors, and finds its way to you.  When the wind blows, and you hear it outside howling like a hungry beast, you understand the Algonquian stories of Wendigo. And a new chill…

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Originally posted 2016-01-15 12:00:38. She spun and danced the night away With laughter in her eyes Her pretty face hard and sharp Her smile frozen in lies   Her pointed shoes and pretty bows He dressed her daily with care Her bright skin glinted in the light When putting ribbons in her hair   The…

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Originally posted 2016-01-15 08:00:13. Sven unzipped his pack and started pulling out the days clothes. Thermal underware (the expensive kind, not the stuff from Wally World), wool socks, some sweat pants, and a long-sleeved shirt. As he began to get dressing, Erik stirred next to him. “Already?” Erik said exhaustively. “Have to get a good start…

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Originally posted 2016-01-08 18:00:25. Amy was counting her 74th day underground. On the 75th, she would go out, for whatever waited outside. She counted herself lucky. Amy knew that she was probably among the world’s 1% most-prepared private individuals to hold out in the event of a total world disaster. She also knew that the…

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It’s not everyday you meet your soul mate. But on that fated day, there are supposed to be hearts in the air and birds singing. It’s supposed to be the best and most amazing day of your life… if you’re perceptive enough to recognize it… and then what? How long does it take for true…

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~ The Independent Woman ~   I am an independent woman, I don’t need you to hold the door! I am an independent woman, I don’t need you to open the jar! I am an independent woman, I don’t need your help to move! I am an independent woman, I don’t need you to change…

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As the party decides to take a rest, Morgana continues to hound the newly acquainted friends Scin and Lance. “If you do not see the benefits of education, then I’m sorry that you will suffer and so will the future generations.” She finishes with a sigh thinking that they are a lost cause. Scin looks befuddled at…

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Chapter 2: The New World (FWF: Barren) Chapter 3: Dinty Moore is a Delicacy (FWF: Red) Chapter 4: Bad Dogs (FWF: Luck) Chapter 5: Hold Steady (FWF: Believe) Chapter 6: Breaktop (FWF: Campfire) Amy was in a nearly blind panic. Her freedom from the four dogs, so recently earned, was purchased with exhaustion. She’d found refuge from…

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-1- When I was young, life was easy. My family had money and power and I did not want for anything. My four siblings (3 sisters and 1 brother) and I roamed our massive house and gardens, pretending we were fighting Feodas when our parents were not looking.  By the time I turned 8,  my…

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The dance begins with a whoosh of flame to the sound of drums. My soul awakens with the heat, with the gasp from the small crowd that gather like gnats to a lantern. It is warm tonight. For the first time in awhile I dance in little more than the necessary covering, my skin relishing…

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Eyes Only Location: Blacksite Designation: Star and Sickle Date: 01/12/2016 Operators in Field: Bogdan Afanasyev (AF-a-NI-see-OF) Mission: Interrogation of Prisoner Designated A1648. Below are the compiled notes taken in part from audio records, camera records, and the personal account of Bogdan Afanasyev, hereto after referred to by his call sign: Javel (Ya-evl) Recording beings, 1/12/2016…

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