Tag: 100-days challenge
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Patina – Chapter 18
In truth, Sadja did not really know what to think. As far as she could remember, her world had been one of off-white walls, iron bars, blinding lights and needles. Now that it seemed this moth-people family did not want to have anything to do with what ran through her veins, it came a surprising…
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Patina – Chapter 17
Were she awake, Elissa could have pushed against the veil and sent her gaze into the many possible paths, the facets of things that would be, things that were, and the thin line between them, always so fuzzy. She would have lifted her inner eyes high, higher than the treetops of the shifting towers of…
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Patina – Chapter 16
The Hunter lowered his body in the freezing current. It was a sorrowful day a curtain of needle-thin rain scratching against his skin, turning the world into a drab corridor of mists and far-off dark shapes. The river was not any kinder. He let out a displeased hiss as he walked forward, submerging everything up…
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Patina – Chapter 15
Alright, he was getting old. He aimed the rifle’s tip at the space between two large trees. There, half-hidden by the foliage and branches, something large and looming approached. It was dark, seeping some sort of liquid that kissed the ground in large dollops of tar-like drops. “Haaaaalp!” It shouted, its voice vibrating with a…
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Patina – Chapter 14
At the very least, they did not put her in chains. This was of little consolation to Sadja once she opened her eyes once again. She was inside a house of some sort, its half-broken walls covered by a patchwork of wooden boards. The strange four-armed creature that had knocked her out was still standing…
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Patina – Chapter 13
Cloria raised the spyglass to her eye, monitoring the edge of the forest. She stood atop the moving tank she rented for the occasion and the vibrations ran through her body as its tracks ate bit eagerly into the rugged terrain. She liked having a crew, showing people she could command them and lead them…
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Patina – Chapter 12
The Hunter swung with his knife. The reforged blade plunged into the small creature’s hide and it let out a pained shriek, its talons letting go of his arm. There’s no end to them, he thought, casting the nasty critter aside. It hit a tree and rolled on the ground, leaving a bloodied stain on…
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Patina – Chapter 11
Elissa laid in her bath, ribbons of vapor covering most of her naked, wounded body. Her breaths came out pained, in short shivering spurts. Her left hand rose from the water and adjusted the blindfold that hid her eyes, so that it would stay up even in the damp air. She was drained. Mastra had…
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Patina – Chapter 10
The Hunter proceeded at a glacial pace. Second day of the twelve allotted to him, and though a part of him would have much preferred to pull on the reins, rev up the engine and fly through the bushes, the ever-present chorus of growls, hisses and far-off whispers through the woods was a compelling argument…
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Patina – Chapter 9
Cloria enjoyed being a Venatrix. She liked the looks, the whispers. People stared at her equipment, from her polished knives to her guns, her precious rifle, the tetraceramid plates peeking from beneath her clothes, everything that identified her as one of those people keeping the darkness back. What she did not like was what followed…
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