Tag: post-apocalyptic
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Patina – Chapter 145
You’re a failure. What are you even trying to accomplish? Let go. Elissa groaned as these thoughts tried to pull her apart. This was taking place in her own mindscape, so those doubts looked like herself, mangled and twisted as they put their claws into her flesh, pulling her down bit by bit in the…
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Patina – Chapter 144
Cloria pulled out her knife, slashing at the hooked appendages of the Eerie. She withdrew from the barricades just in time to avoid the dead claws ripping off her armor. She grimaced at the loss of her flamethrower, but when it exploded, casting a yellow flash and sending burning pieces of cursed skin all over,…
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Patina – Chapter 143
Sadja winced, but stood up. She drank from the flask Hunter gave her, and she shielded her eyes from the wall of flames that roared nearby, scattering Eerie all about as the flames began to shift from their silver color to a more natural golden-red. She smelled the horribly-sweet scent of burned flesh, mixed with…
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Patina – Chapter 142
There had been a time, when she had barely started out as Novice, when they dropped her down the Teaching Pit. Common practice. A little test, the same for every girl. She remembered holding onto the rope as they poured her down into the dark, touching the soft sand at the bottom. Hearing the echoes…
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Patina – Chapter 141
The Hunter had not dealt much with the Fae – the actual people, not the remnants of the lost world or the scuttling beasts they had left behind themselves. He had gathered some knowledge, but most of it came from experience, and especially from an encounter in the forest, five years prior: a tall, gangly…
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The Slow Stars And Quick – Post-Apocalypse One Shot
Hope is the most dangerous thing. Dangerous enough, for young Verna, to risk her life and limb (and more importantly, position) to jump on a boat to the mainland. But she couldn’t miss this chance, not once she had perceived it raw and burning at the edge of her Foresight. As for escaping unseen from…
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Patina – Chapter 140
Sadja would never feel full with a bit of bread and a few strips of salted meat, but eating a little at least allowed her to restore some of her senses. The other people at the table gave her curious glances if they focused for a moment on her ears or tail, but for the…
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Patina – Chapter 139
Sadja blinked and tried to stand up, but something kept her laying down. As she recovered her senses, she found out she was laying on a makeshift bed, the mattress dirty and full of holes, likely salvaged from someone’s home. She wasn’t the only one. Groaning, she tried to stand up again, and only managed…
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Patina – Chapter 138
As night proceeded, the assault fell into a routine of ebb and flow. The people of Belacqua on the barricades emptied their arsenal of bullets, holy water grenades and fire bombs, lighting the dark in crimson and golden bursts of flames as the Eerie’s shrieks rose into the freezing air. With each time more monstrous…
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Patina – Chapter 137
For a time, it even seemed they could win. The muzzles lit up the night and the echoes of blasting bullets tore apart the silence – together with the screams, the yowls of pain from the Eerie and the creaking growl from the breach as the increasing pressure finally got the best of the haphazard…
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