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Strolen's Citadel: Tags-> fiction

fiction

Scrasamax
Awake By: Scrasamax

For twenty seven years I lived a strange and unimaginable life, and one morning I woke up divorced from life. I was awake.

I wish I could go back to sleep

by Scrasamax
100xp
2 replies
2411 views
1 HoH
axlerowes
Mikate (mee-kah-TAY) By: axlerowes

Which is the greater magic; that which can sink a castle into the earth or that which can make the world's greatest sandwhich?

by axlerowes
90xp
4 replies
1924 views
Scrasamax
Ta'Xet and Ultima By: Scrasamax

The great paradoxes of the Universe is that everything follows almost exactly the same course, yet in doing so, is somehow still unique and with importance and value.

by Scrasamax
70xp
2 replies
1678 views
1 HoH
axlerowes
We are of the Universe but Distinct from Earth. Part 2 By: axlerowes

Who Took Cara Evanston?

by axlerowes
25xp
1 reply
1578 views
axlerowes
We are of the Universe but Distinct from Earth. Part 1 By: axlerowes

Who took Cara Evanston?

by axlerowes
25xp
6 replies
1698 views
axlerowes
A Day for the Priest and a Life for the Goddess By: axlerowes

Most of the other old men I talk to about life discuss defining days that separated their lives into a before and after. My life does not have any such days, no single event changed the way I lived my life. This life of mine is one unbroken field, different crops have been planted and reaped, but the ground has remained the same. There is one day though that scars that field like a stump or stone that cannot be plowed under. I have spent many seasons pondering that day, but have never found a comfortable place for it.

by axlerowes
70xp
3 replies
1557 views
axlerowes
My Last Crop of Humans By: axlerowes

The confessions of an unlucky A.I.

by axlerowes
165xp
13 replies
2691 views