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The first thing that caught his eye was a beam of light passing through the centre of the city, or atleast what might be called the centre. Lack of symmetry made it difficult to pinpoint exact locations. The beam shot up from the sky with no start in sight and was at least a few meters wide. It seemed to have been made of pure white light. Occasionally strands of blue ran down like waves through a fast flowing river. The clouds seemed to have parted around it standing completely still instead of moving. It was as if the earth had stopped moving...…

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Highest ranking in Fantasy #92 In a world touched by God, the possibility of a man remaining unhappy seems distant. But that is not what Grimrol's experience teaches him. He still sees the same avarice, the same pride in people, but now with God's name being used. In a world such, Grimrol struggles to provide for his dying son. A collection of shorts set in the White Capes universe.…

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Highest ranking in Fantasy 28.Vincent was a traveller. He had visited most of the important cities and towns in the entire Empire. He had encountered men of greatness, men of cowardice and experience had taught him well how to differentiate among them, for the latter usually chose to wear the mask of the former. He had witnessed the alchemists, the mages, the dark magicians, the masters, the mind readers, the knights. He had been fortunate enough to appreciate the play of the gladiators from the pits and the lances in tourneys. Vincent had watched men fly, tame wildest creatures, walk on water. In fact, he was of the opinion, which most would agree was well founded, that he had seen enough for a single lifetime. But what Vincent the blacksmith saw next, created a memory so deep, that others seemed to fade. An unbelievable incident occurred in the little town of Andlenore. But the consequences of that incident, were not limited to the town. The ripples spread like wildfire.…

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Here are some poems by me. I write poems occasionally when I am in some sort of reverie. I don't know what rhyme or rhythm is when I am in such a mood. I edit when I chance to find myself in a relatively sober mood. I hope, like every poet, that you get something out of each of these pieces. An expression, an emotion, or a feeling.The beautiful cover is by @HayleyMonroe .…

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Highest ranking in Science Fiction #74The General continued,"This is one of the most complicated missions we have faced in this war. Though the end goal is simple, destroy enemy base 5. It is like a lake that looks placid on the surface but has the most dangerous undercurrents. Air raid will be useless because of the anti air units. A direct assault will extend the war by a long time. So an infiltration mission is the only option left."So here we are gentlemen. I leave the fate of this war in the capable hands of General Link and the very first military android, Bill. Today, comrades, is the end of war."Today is history."…

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Bounty Hunter Hound, they said, never wasted a bullet. Bounty Hunter Hound, they further said, was an embodiment of perfection. Clockwork. All this they said and still more. No wonder his legs were shaking. To meet a legend like The Hound in person, and that too on his very first job....I am still learning. If you have read the story, please leave a review so that I can improve when writing my next story!! :)…