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Perfectus: Frozen Fire (2141) Zephii was pleasant, though he’d never be permitted to admit such a thing. The city embraced technological advancement more readily than either of its sister cities - a fact sometimes leveraged by the other decurios to explain Zeph’s destruction centuries ago. It...

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Perfectus: The Decurio's Son (2732) The ice sheared beneath the blades attached to his boots. The blood that no doubt soaked the feathers along his ankles and threatened to leak out of said boots onto the frozen lake was of little consequence; this would be as all he did - perfect. If his...

Please post any comments, critique, and other feedback here for Week 355: Tristitia: The Cataclysm Bunker by Dojat.

Tristitia: The Cataclysm Bunker (2396) Only hope existed for her now. Hope that everyone in Tacet Petram was still alive somewhere. Hope that the monster that had stolen her sister wasn’t going to return. Hope that she wasn’t walking to her death, but to the salvation of what life she...

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Tristitia: The Screaming Absence (2406) The air held a thick, static tension that was cut through by frequent strikes of lightning and the ripping sound of thunder that instantaneously followed. Conversations paused and hovered in the intervals of silence between the shredding of the sky...

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Tristitia: The Heartbeat Key (2746) “How...is this even possible?” Once the tears had stopped falling and the family had situated itself around the central room of their home, the disbelief gave way to joy, and now curiosity. Aeona continued, eyes still wet at the sight of her living...

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Tristitia: The Gravereef (2934) Waters calmed, evened out like clean-cut stone. As if they, too, felt this numb. But Tristitia Hirudo hoped they would choose turbulence. She hoped the waves would turn choppy and the tide violent. She wished for a tsunami to devastate the land like the...

Please post any comments, critique, and other feedback here for Week 242: Hospitality by Dojat.

7; Hospitality (3015) When her eyes opened again, she was alone; a dreamless rest her only company. The bed she rested in was much the same, just as sterile and prim, just as plain and just as much of a trap. Rosa was still gone. She wallowed in the stillness of the room as the late morning sun...

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6; Ache (2640) The blood gushed into her hands as she fell on top of him. There was something intimate, something lost. He was gone too quickly for words to be exchanged, regardless of how his final action left so much to be said. Micali wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but his expression...

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5; Wet Sand (2951) The cold rain pelted the concrete as she walked. Dom may have had a point about whether this was a good idea, but she’d tried everything. She hid, she laid low, she went about her life like nothing ever happened, but she had to accept it now. She needed to start the end. Her...

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4; The Talk (3120) She threw a punch, and he caught it with ease. He sweeped below her legs and knocked her on her ass. Sweat dripped down her brow and threatened her eyes with salt. A wipe of her similarly sticky arm served only to spread the liquid. The man before her was about the same. A...