Nov. 26th, 2011
[story] another day at the office
Nov. 26th, 2011 02:23 pmauthor: anya (
anyagee)
e-mail: morganlefay6 [ at ] gmail dot com
( When you run an agency as a problem solver it's better to be boring, which our headquarters mostly is. )
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e-mail: morganlefay6 [ at ] gmail dot com
( When you run an agency as a problem solver it's better to be boring, which our headquarters mostly is. )
[story] true amaranth
Nov. 26th, 2011 02:25 pmauthor: nat (
motorbike)
email: natalia.c.alexeeva [ at ] gmail dot com
( The mood in the logistics room desaturates, the night crew having come in straight from dinner with a telling look in your direction, nothing left between them and the launch. )
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( The mood in the logistics room desaturates, the night crew having come in straight from dinner with a telling look in your direction, nothing left between them and the launch. )
[story] renumeration
Nov. 26th, 2011 02:26 pmauthor: the autumn poet (
mycrazymandolin)
email: autumnpoet [ at ] gmail dot com
artist: the winter cynic (
ruins_of_sodom)
email: r.duindain [ at ] gmail dot com
( The king is dead. )
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artist: the winter cynic (
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( The king is dead. )
author: raihu (
raihu)
email: dusklights [ at ] gmail dot com
( Now Mirror moves out of his inelegant flesh as easily as another unit of humanity would climb out of bed and shower and dry and dress and eat and change into a different outfit and leave the apartment and lock the door and walk down the street until the street is gone and the city is gone and the familiar is far away. )
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( Now Mirror moves out of his inelegant flesh as easily as another unit of humanity would climb out of bed and shower and dry and dress and eat and change into a different outfit and leave the apartment and lock the door and walk down the street until the street is gone and the city is gone and the familiar is far away. )
[story] no blinding light
Nov. 26th, 2011 02:30 pmauthor: mellish (
scratchmist)
email: scratchmist [ at ] yahoo dot com
( This is what they learned, when they were children and the walls of the place hadn't closed in on them yet, hadn't taught them how to grope for the nearest weapon or how to hang themselves in the dark. )
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( This is what they learned, when they were children and the walls of the place hadn't closed in on them yet, hadn't taught them how to grope for the nearest weapon or how to hang themselves in the dark. )
[story] the arms of the ocean
Nov. 26th, 2011 02:31 pmauthor: vee h hariri (
shikanichui)
email: burnabridge [ at ] gmail dot com
artist: tongari (
tongari)
( It's the first year since the initial landing that the peninsula hasn't flooded. )
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( It's the first year since the initial landing that the peninsula hasn't flooded. )