Stories tagged “generatia”
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Ginger: A Plan of Sorts
“I’m sorry, this is so much to take in. What are lucies?” “Elucidating hounds,” said Hunter. “They can sniff out secrets. The pirates have been using them to locate our tunnels.” “So there are other tunne...
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Ginger: The Spice of Life
“I shouldn’t waste any more time here,” I said, trying to be resolute. I’d never left Harken before. I wasn’t even aware there was anything beyond Mapless, and found that the idea both intrigued and terrified me. “Be...
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Ginger: Navigating the Darkness
It must have been more than a day that I crept through the muddy pitch blackness. I lost all track of time. I know that I fell asleep at one point, laying my head upon my satchel in the ankle-deep sludge. When I awoke nothing had changed; all was silen...
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Ginger: Arrival
I hadn’t been traveling down the tunnel toward Generatia for long when I noticed the path was beginning to slope gently upwards. Presently the mud gave way to solid ground, and the dirt walls to something rather like stone on all sides. And then ...
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Ginger: The Suspicious Woman
Until that point I hadn’t realized how accustomed to near-blindness I’d become. When the daylight struck my eyes it was like seeing the world for the first time. The figure of a woman stood about a yard over my head, a silhouette eclipsed i...
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Ginger: So Very Much More
Slowly my eyes adjusted to the sunlight. The warm rays shone down into the room through a porthole in the ceiling. We were in some sort of pantry. The walls were lined with shelves containing jar after jar of incredible-smelling foods. Suddenly I remem...
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Ginger: Messages Good and Bad
Looking-Glass led me out of the pantry into a long, narrow corridor with a row of doors along one side and windows along the other. I hoped to catch a glimpse of the city of Generatia but the shades were all drawn; it would have to wait. As we walked, ...
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Ginger: A Clean Start
The washroom, like the pantry, was illuminated from above by natural sunlight. The ceiling was much higher though, giving the room a spacious, comfortable calm. In the center was the most bewildering thing: a small pond of sorts, looking more like it b...
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Ginger: The New World
When I finished bathing, I found a towel and the clean clothes that Looking-Glass had set out for me. They were simple garments, light and comfortable: A modest silvery frock tied with a thin white belt, and a new pair of sandals that fit just right. I...
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Ginger: Panorama of the Past
Breathless, inexpressible wonderment. I was on a hillside looking out across a million sun-drenched rooftops, more konkreet buildings than I could fathom, from here to the horizon and beyond. Towering over the buildings were a dozen shining steel rods ...