Behind the Veil

Two rules and a quote governs my life: 1. I am Awesome. 2. I am beautiful. "For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction" - Sir Isaac Newton

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Darkvision

I wake up in the middle of the night, and everything is dark. My eyes quickly adjust to the darkness, and I see everything in variations of grey and black, but that’s okay. That’s just how it works, which I know as this is not the first time I wake up in the dark. This night there’s a storm, so the darkness is broken by the flashes of lightning every now and then. I can hear the rain rat-tat-tat…

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The Gunslinger

“He”

He walks down the bustling main street, his eyes scanning every face he passes, searching rooftops and looking in windows. He does not find the person he’s looking for. He stops people and ask them about his target, he listens to conversations as he passes and he thinks about the best places for his target to hide. Still he can’t find his target. a few hours later he decides to take a break…

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Jewels

He runs out of the jewelry store as fast as his legs will carry him. in his right hand is the gun he used to threaten the cashier and the security guards, and in his left hand is the bag of diamonds, rubies and other precious stones and jewelry he made them put into it. He runs across the road and into an alley, twisting and turning around corners and the generic trash scattered throughout the…

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A couple of my own stories

A couple of my own stories

A while back, I worked as a night-guardsman, patrolling several buildings in my hometown. This happened in one of those buildings. One night, I was walking around in a building we only call Red. It was being refurbished, and there were power cables and work lights everywhere. One of my jobs is to turn off lights and pull the power cords of coffee machines and such out of the wall sockets. So I…

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Humble beginnings

I’m standing on the top of the Great Plateau Tower, scanning the horizon. The sun is slowly setting in the west and the shadows are long. I pick up my trusty tablet and use it like a pair of binoculars. Spotting a camp of Bokoblins dancing around a fire, I zoom in on them and place a marker on my map. That’s where I need to go. I put away the tablet and check my gear. Shield is a bit dented, but…

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Alarm

The hallway is dark. I silently creep along while almost holding my breath. If I get caught now, everything is lost. I check the map on my wrist-mounted PDA and make a mental note; only a few more steps, and I’m in. I come to the door, which is closed. I swear under my breath, cursing the damn fools who actually take security precautions seriously. No matter. I carefully, almost soundlessly, pick…

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Dinner

Note: You should listen to this song while reading this text.   She puts on her favorite song for this type of work. Then she sharpens her knives and puts on her coverall. She then brings everything into the basement and takes a long, hard look at her victim. She’s lying on the table, silent as the grave, but not dead. No, not yet. Walking over while humming to the song, she brandishes one of her…

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Let it rain

It’s such a beautiful day outside. Bees are buzzing, people are talking, cars and ships and planes are polluting the air. Oh, and the sun is shining. Could it be better? As a matter of fact, it could. It can. It will. I will make sure of it. These humans, these…animals…they ruin this earth a little bit more each and every day, and they are all fully aware of it! And what do they do about it?!…

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The watcher

I see you So beautiful Hair blowing in the wind While you run along on your way I watch you as you stop You stretch your long, sexy legs Your breasts are taught against your top Water runs down your chin as you drink I notice that I can see your underwear Through your running tights Damn, you got a sexy ass Now I really want you You’re in the shower Your naked body is swinging to the music You…

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The rooms of ruin

The rooms of ruin

I walk through this place, this old Castle. I smell the damp and rot, the shoots and mildew. I see the ripped tapestries, the broken tables and chairs. There’s a broken bed, a dusty old bottle with a broken neck and rats running around. I walk through these rooms of ruin and I feel the things that once was. The ballroom is destroyed, the roof a big hole to the sky, the dance floor cracked and…

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Sunshine

The days grow short and the darkness rises. The sun hides while the demon named night covers the world. I cower in a corner as the devils crawl closer and my own night draws nigh. The around the corners comes galloping two beams of light so fierce that the devils scream in fear and frustration as they are driven from my mind. It is warm, this light, and it is strong in its shine. I understand…

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Monster

There it is! There is the monster again! It walks into my city, it’s piercing brown eyes staring right in front of it through some protective glass. It walks right past me, so I know I hid well again. This hiding place always works. The monster is so big! There, it takes hold of one of my neighbors houses and rips it out of the ground! It’s big feet make trampling noises on the ground as it turns…

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Aurora

Aurora Borealis This is the Northern Lights, or Aurora Borealis, if you prefer that. I took this picture with my Sony Xperia X cellphone, so it’s not very good. Still, I’m pleased with it. Anyway, my idea was this: what if that green stuff on the picture is actually the souls of dead people? Yes, I know what science says. Auroras are produced when the magnetosphere is sufficiently disturbed by…

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Nothing

I am a wholly non-religious man. I do not believe in God, or Allah, or any other gods, or all-mighty, all-powerful beings. It just doesn’t make sense to me. I do, on the other hand believe that there exists intelligent life elsewhere in the universe. Don’t roll your eyes at me, let me finish. Now, as I said, I do believe that there exists intelligent, extraterrestrial life out there, somewhere,…

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Working Security

Have you ever seen a man eat himself? No? Good. And I hope you never have to. It is a travesty against nature without equal, and it defies sanity in every way. Let me tell you a story, kid, and try not to puke. I want to illustrate the severity of such a thing to you. It happened while I was working as security for a large contractor for the military. This particular company specialized in…

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Danse Macabre

is the dance of life, the part between your birth and your death, where you weave through all hte things that, in the end, doesn’t even matter. You twist and you turn and the dance is beautiful, it is hard, and it is pointless, but still you dance, doing your very best, only to end up as a rotting corpse, food for worms, 6-feet under, dead.

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White canvas

She sits at her window, staring out at the world. Looking at all the people rushing past her and not even noticing her. They all look so busy, l ke they all have a place to be. Some look rich and some look poor. Some look angry and some looks happy. She wishes she could be like them, busy and happy and angry all at the same time. But she can not. Not now anyway.  She eats her meals at her table…

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