Stories tagged “The Machine”
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In Service to the Machine
I rocked back and forth in my chair and shared what I remembered. “The machine was beautiful and frightening. It had tunnels like veins, that led to chambers where the scarecrows trapped moonlight in clear rods, and used it like we use electricit...
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The People of the Machine
It was difficult to remember that world, like my mind wanted me to keep silent. Perhaps the memories were imbedded deep inside. My grandson looked at me expectantly. It was time to pass on the warnings again- to a better audience this time. “Let ...
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Machine Mythos
“Grandpa! Grandpa!” I heard my name and before I could even get up from my chair, my grandson, Roy, had flung open the door and burst into the room. He scrambled into my lap and wasted no time reminding me that I owed him a story. “La...
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Daedalus' Echo
I leave my words etched in stone for those to come after me. Stone… wood… blood… flesh… All of the elements of construction known to Man have formed the frame of this monstrosity. I was chosen to fashion this part of the Machine...
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Shore
After your ship was attacked by a monstrous black, metal serpent, you spent the next day aboard a small dinghy with the only survivors; yourself a strong warrior of Pelor’s court, an elven wizard with a veritable library inside her multi-dimensio...