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The Great Ziggurat | [Short Story]

Contextual background: Catharsis of Ur wakes to find himself in a room recovering from the attack of the Wahrlog, Specter. He was rescued by angelic sentries after trying to take his life in order to avoid the attack from Specter. Suggested music... Continue Reading →

March of the Cybrids-Ch 11

“The new world is as yet behind the veil of destiny in my eyes; however, its dawn has been unveiled” ― Muhammad Iqbal New Dawn He sat at the table in the restaurant where he first met Gloria. Memories of... Continue Reading →

Brain Bugs

This morning, as I was drinking a cup of coffee, a day after my 43rd birthday, I felt a convulsive scattering across the roof of my mouth. I choked. And spit. I looked down and saw the bug lying upside... Continue Reading →

March of the Cybrids-Ch 10

“Heresy is the eternal dawn, the morning star, the glittering herald of the day. Heresy is the last and best thought. It is the perpetual New World, the unknown sea, toward which the brave all sail. It is the eternal... Continue Reading →

March of the Cybrids-Ch 9

“You can only be jealous of someone who has something you think you ought to have yourself.” ― Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale   Crescendo The orchestra captivated her.  Music was a language all its own and Mariah understood it.... Continue Reading →

March of the Cybrids-Ch 8

“My soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddlestrings and harps, drums and tamboura I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear is the symphony.” ― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet   Symphony Alexa... Continue Reading →

March of the Cybrids-Ch 7

“Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart.” ― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations   Acceptance Mariah never grew tired of looking out the glass... Continue Reading →

March of the Cybrids-Ch 6

“Your visions will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.” ― C.G. Jung Awaken the Cybrids The blue skies painted a mesmerizing backdrop for clouds billowing up over... Continue Reading →

March of the Cybrids-Ch 5

“The faintest cry is loosened from her in a lucid expression that does announce her bestirring itch. Over and under each other’s lips, we now find ourselves in each other’s recalescent and inundated Elysium. Our hips move in a natural... Continue Reading →

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