Stories tagged “clockwork”

  • Apex

    They sought out her clockwork tower to hear the gods’ words from her lips. Bronze-plated dragons with snapping shrapnel teeth guarded the landings. Those who weren’t eaten faced a wind-up Sphinx that spat out ticker-tape riddles. She hated ...

    • Author: falconesse
    • Posted almost 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Apex (Challenge repost)

    They sought out her clockwork tower to hear the gods’ words from her lips. Bronze-plated dragons with snapping shrapnel teeth guarded the landings. Those who weren’t eaten faced a wind-up Sphinx that spat out ticker-tape riddles. She hated it when ...

    • Author: falconesse
    • Posted almost 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Clockwork Angel

    Glennen gave the screwdriver one final twist and felt a wave of satisfaction and relief wash over him. Seventeen long, arduous years of effort and toil. And here it was. He set his tools down and admired his masterpiece. It wasn’t without its fla...

  • The Princess

    Glennen’s footsteps echoed, clattering rhythmically about the cavernous throne room. He walked towards the throne, holding the delicate angel cupped within both hands. He had never been a coordinated individual, even in his youth. And so he exerc...

  • Of Dust and Gears

    Glennen knelt wearily over his demolished creation. There was nothing recognizable remaining of the perfect, beautiful angel he had crafted. Even its gossamer silk wings had shredded to nothingness. “Next time, I expect better work,” the pr...

  • Shattered Angels

    Glennen shuffled solemnly away from the throne room. The sun which had been so bright at mid-morning had now folded itself away behind clouds. It draped Glennen’s mood in a heavy blanket of sorrow. Sorrow for the doomed angels; both the princess,...

  • The forest to the West.

    Wind whistled between the trees, and the hunter crept along a path through the undergrowth, worn smooth by the passage of his quarry. He was a tall creature, four gently glowing eyes and a sharp-toothed mouth set in his face; long, clawed fingers and a...

    • Author: K25fF
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The forest to the West - second

    Within the machine, there was a seat and controls crammed in, along with barely enough space for the Reptilian who was sitting inside. The lizard-like creature had skin coloured a deep green, and looked out, at the forest around him, with brilliant blu...

    • Author: K25fF
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • My Clockwork Heart

    tic. toc. my clockwork heart it beats for you. my dark gold blood it pumps. it flows throughout, my hands go cold. tic. toc. my springs unwind, I’m breaking down. my engine mind the sparks, they die my art, my soul go cold. tic. toc. my iron bones th...

  • That Was the Day

    She was not born a prophet. She had grown a poor child to a poor family, destined for a small life in a small town (she would soon know better of destiny). It was on her sixteenth birthday, the day she became a woman in the eyes of the law and the gods...