01 - The Magician

* * * The railships arrived. Students... of all kinds. Some making their return. Some coming for the first time. From all over, they came. From the north, from the south, and most certainly from the east and the west. Coming, as they were always wont...

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00 - The Fool

The world awaited! How could he _not_ be excited? His whole body alight with warmth. His heart rushing. Jubilation elating him, leaving him weightless. He threw his belongings into a trunk. Humming, all the while. So giddy, he thought butterflies...

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In Words, A World

* * * No patience. No, not impatience. Eagerness. I sloughed in, today. My mind elsewhere. Everything came automatically. The hellos. The how-are-you's. The typical instructions to my students. Sit down. Shut up. Books out. Pencils out. Assignment...

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Intoned, Temptation

* * * School. Ss-kuul. Scum and fool. Some once saw sacrosanctum in study. And futures paved by pages. Discipline defined _all_ destiny. Now, a joke. A chore. For teacher and for student. Boring and odious; instead a battlefield atop ideals...

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MMG: Tombthieves Entombed

Mirth. Celebration. Joy. These things... did not have a place in a tomb. Its visitors cared nothing for the solemness expected of them. They offered no respect. No silence, in the halls of the unbreathing. No silence to let the sleeping dead...

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MMG: From Death, A Demon Stirs

* * * Hollers and laughter echoed in the sleepy halls. The noise bounced. Grew. And gave life, to recesses of stone unintended for it. What stirred, but dust and sand, in the darkness? Having ventured further than their brethren, a trio of shadowed...

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MM2: Foxfire and Iron pt.1

**MhortaE** _"Foxfire and Iron"_ It was hot and hard to breathe, but even harder to see. No amount of squirming around accomplished a thing; it just brought pain through both arms and rattled the chains wrapped around them. Hunger brought...

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MM: Hell for a Hare

**MhortaE** _"Hell for a Hare"_ Up ahead. Right there! The officer squinted and lowered his head to peer through the windshield. His hands still firmly gripped the wheel. Lights in the parking lot of a strip-mall were flickering; as if the...

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Centum Mortes - 1

CENTUM†MORTES _One Hundred Tales of the Mhortae_ **I** _Introduction: A History Unwritten_ The heavens themselves were ablaze, dunes of gray that devoured the sky split in a half-second at the roar of rapture. A fragment of this rapture fell from...

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Gun-Ghost: Rain of Lead Intro

_**GUN-GHOST Rain of Lead**_ _Introduction_ Sun's descending behind the shattered horizon; the streets of the clockwork city are bathed in the shadows of its thousand towers. Each reached nearly a league into the sky, their summits disappearing...

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DREAD: Devourer of Dragons (Kobold)

* * * They all stared, standing motionless. Daring not even breathe. No gaggle of kobolds ever uncovered such a mystery. So far, at least, as any of them could tell. A few of their number crept closer, pickhammers gripped at the ready. "Maybe..."...

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