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The Descent of Dragos – 10
January 3, 2076 Dragons were supposed to have been the armor tanks of the sky. Larger than houses and as fast as jets. That is not what Ed saw in the diminutive creatures flying circles in the cavern. These were a special sort of dragon that was the size of a cat. They flew around,…
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Tap in for three
This was to win all, for the past 20 years! I am excited for 3 rounds in the golf capital. My name is Jack, and this is my exclusive experience of my game in this journey. The first round was played at course were a goofy looking bear with a blue nose was the mascot.…
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Gold that Bursts
To see the hurricane, From the same eye level, What a awesome sight! For it is not white, Nor is it purple, It is Golden. It is as though men have sought battle again, To see the golden light, For it to capture the dark horizon, My oh my what a sight! Each bolt looks…
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The Descent of Dragos – 9
January 2076 “What do you mean the cloning facilities are gone?! Those are buildings bigger than starships, they cannot have just disappeared!” Norman was furious. Never in his life had such a thing ever occurred. He had woken up to his communication device blaring an emergency alarm. That alarm was never to be used unless…
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Courage
I fear nothing. That is a statement that I confidently can say, I came to the city, A few months ago, I came to seek a life, I came to find some smiles, I came to spread some joy, Little did I know what lay in store for me. Though I thought I was funny,…
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The Descent of Dragos – 8
This part was difficult to complete because I was unsure of how to form the ever changing characters. But now I am certain of how the story will go. December 31, 2075 Norman sat in his living room, the fire in its place was the only light given. He had felt betrayed by his own…
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A doggy door
A doggy door As a security guard, I am nothing more, Than a glorified doorman, One who watches the comings and goings, Of the client’s building. Over time, I feel more like I am watching packs of dogs, Like pet dogs, Not feral street dogs, For every person becomes recognized, Yet their names are unknown,…
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Descent of Dragos 7
December 24, 2075 Christmas is tomorrow. Mary has prepared cookies using a recipe using nutmeg and cinnamon. Ralphie has curled up in front of the fireplace, Eve in a big, fluffy chair fell asleep waiting for Santa Claus to show up. Ed was outside collecting some extra firewood for the night’s ration. The laboratory was…
The In Constant Chronicles
My Works as an Author
The In Constant Chronicles 