Orbital Entire They both made an effort to convince him otherwise, but Corin insisted that he had a meeting on another plate and it was absolutely unskippable. He would meet up with them later, after the ship docked on Arkendus, and no amount of special pleading would change his mind. “Besides, you two should meetContinue reading “Marienheid (3)”
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Marienheid (2)
2 It was ultimately to the panther’s benefit that he couldn’t see the contours of the grey sheets lightly draped over empty air, the seemingly solid surface the three of them were laying on nothing more than a trick of the AG emitter’s steady thrum underneath. It was hard enough for the panther to comprehendContinue reading “Marienheid (2)”
Marienheid
The rabbit surveyed with a cold indifference, considering each and every footman, valet, maid, and gardener, both organic and biomechanical. He circulated the grounds from the arboretum to the hothouses, the conservatory to the abbey, with an eye for patronizing nitpicks, zeroing in on the smallest mistakes in an otherwise idyllic estate. His assistant felt compelled to whisper after the third gardener was told that his roses were sub par, “Sir, do you have to be quite so critical?”
“We have standards to uphold here, Quiltin. You should know that better than anyone! Since Pub has elected to return…” The rabbit trailed off when he saw one of the landscapers use a nullifier to remove an unsightly stump. “Come now, nothing period inappropriate! I know we’ve been lax for the last couple decades but the tiger will be anything but! He will notice!”
Olonne
The shimmering black immensity in the distance had filled him with a trepidation bordering on complete terror. It was so many things: an absurd monstrosity, a massive imposition, a holy monument, proof of conquest, a mockery of the smallness of this world. It sprawled up and into the sky, above the dark-grey clouds it seemed to conjure, absorbing the light that used to fill every corner of the verdant countryside and replacing it with an aura of–if not sheer malice–dominion unbound, a dream of might beyond all former limits of size and power.
Fearful Symmetry 