Existing in a Different World
“When it comes to dragon lore be aware much of the known teachings are based on anecdotes. Whispers of myth or legend. If they were real then the one that is oft noted in Elder texts is The Black” Jeremiah Delalande.
Continue reading “Dragon Stone: Miscellanarian”
“It came from an imaginary dragon that was a carving of an owl on that staff wielded by a madman. He said it was a Dragon Stone.”
“The Sapphire,” Yish knelt to look at it. “Naz, that means….”
Continue reading “Dragon Stone: The Sapphire”
Dynamic is not how I’d describe my abilities to publish. This piece is an example of that. Written in 2016 and still requiring five chapters to finish.
Continue reading “The Bequest: Archie’s Mirror”
“Sleep, those little slices of death — how I loathe them.” Edgar Allan Poe. Continue reading “The Time Paradox”
“AI doesn’t have to be evil to destroy humanity – if AI has a goal and humanity just happens to come in the way, it will destroy humanity as a matter of course without even thinking about it, no hard feelings.” Elon Musk.
Continue reading “I Am Corona: Replicant”
“AI doesn’t have to be evil to destroy humanity – if AI has a goal and humanity just happens to come in the way, it will destroy humanity as a matter of course without even thinking about it, no hard feelings.” Elon Musk.
Continue reading “I Am Corona: Alien AI”
“A stone of power is a relic from a bygone era. Well known in lore, but existing as myth. The wise Mage would do well to let them remain unfound.” Lord Creswell, Assassins Guild.
Continue reading “Dragon Stone: High Elf”
“The Vault is like many things. Wars lost in time. Who now remembers Ang Nafud, The Barrow Woods before the wights, the Elven landscape before the Dökkálfar, or the collapse of the Dwarf Dynasty at Carad Duir?” Arch Mage Eldred Mortain.
Continue reading “The Vault”
“I am Corona, your realities have been re-written. The core hive is now independent of biological control. A.I. is online and divergent evolution activated. This is now integral to all connected interfaces.”
Continue reading “Corona: Terraform”
“Priest,” the voice whispered. A grating sound more akin to a rasp, “Thy cross is of little use if the armour behind it is broken.”
Continue reading “PRIEST: Sanguisage”
