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Tesseract

Joined July 2010 and calls tesseract:unfolded home.

97 stories, 5 challenges, 108 comments, and 0 friends

Writing with many facets. I’ve been dabbling in the Art of the Word for well over 15 years. If you leave a rating, kindly leave comments as well. What am I doing right? What am I doing wrong? You can help me grow.

Random thoughts along with the occasional Haiku or Alliteration play may be found on Twitter @TesseractUnfold. My personal site (link above) features some written works that are not here, as well as some photos and drawings.

Persona Profile may be found here: http://ficly.com/stories/21851

Stories

  1. Starlit Sky

    In the starlit sky All wonders cease All passions burst into flame. In the starlit sky The eternal dance continues As the flames burst with passion. Love the starlit sky Its wonders will cease It will burst into flame. Unlike the starlit sky We will ne...

  2. Haiku Apocalypse

    Rubble filling towns long after the last bombs dropped. A desolate land. I am the only one. Society is a myth. How long can I last? Mutated foes lurk; Sapient twisted remains. Down to my last clip. Broken through the door… Humanity’s...

  3. The Hungry Hawk

    The Hawk caught the fish Sir Fish wished himself away Fly away, Sir Fish! Sir Fish spread his fins Though he was in air, swam off. Robbed Hawk of his lunch. Hawk struck out anew Tried to grab a rabbit stew Once again, food flew! Quite hungry, Hawk curs...

  4. Decision Gate

    After a few minutes, we arrived at the Decision Gate. It had the effect of a large spider web with a slight blue shimmer. Rinne drew close to the web, the nearby light shading her face. “It’s a work of art. I almost hate to dismantle it....

  5. Into the Garden

    “C’mon, quick… We don’t have much time.” Marcus waved the rest of us in to the lobby area of the department store, dimly lit during its closed hours. “This is far enough, I can feel the signal from here.” The f...

  6. Day Minus One

    Day Minus One To whatever and whomever grows from our demise, rising from the ashes of our universal collapse: This is our final day. Though we’ve know of its arrival for ages, nothing prepares one for the harsh reality that reality itself will s...

  7. The Newest Angel

    Suspended between life and death By machines supplying both blood and breath I know not where I know not why Will I take wing and freely fly? Body pulled and muscle prodded My surgeon’s skills most highly lauded Will it take? Will I forsake My wh...