Snapshot Shards

Rain fell on a damp park, in a dreary day as the clouds hung over everything, refusing to leave as they hung in the sky and continued to bluster. The park was quiet in these late hours of the day, with little in the way of people coming out to walk its...

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The Maw of Man: Part I

I Clouds brought with them an overcast gloom, marring the sky in dark roiling hues of grey, on the verge of black, as if the sky itself was reflecting on the losses that had taken place. On an old winding road through scrub and rocky flatlands rolled...

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Fractured

Heller's eyes drifted around the ship lazily, looking for anything interesting. He had been crammed into this luxury soup can for at least three of four days now, sharing it with the sworn enemy of his race, an Elite, and a smart one at that too....

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Confessions of the Nothing Man

Somewhere in England, 1850 The door creaked open, as the sound of rainfall outside could be heard as it shuttered to a close. In its wake, stepped a man clad in a large overcoat. The man stepped into an old shop, the air of paper greeting him, as...

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Street Sweepers, Part 1

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like you all to listen carefully to the words that will be coming out of my mouth for the next few minutes. This includes all you new rookies in the room!" The Chief of Police turned, facing the wall of officers lined up...

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The Bond

_Man often has a bond. A bond that is shared between more than just his fellows. Often, it is not returned, a simple one way interaction, a fondness for his favorite vehicle, or special tool that has never failed him before. But what happens when man's...

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Blink

There he was again. Lost in a hazy nightmare of memories of long, long ago. Of the old house on the corner of the street, abandoned and overgrown. Casually ignored or dismissed by everybody. The subject of dares to the children of the neighborhood. If...

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Halo: Lost and Found

Douglas walked along the titanium deck plating of the armoury, checking his gear along the way. As another trooper walked past, a fellow man that served in the same elite division he did, Douglas gave him a nudge with his elbow. "Hey. You see the...

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Playing with Fire

A young man leaned against the stone wall, near the back of the smith's shop, watching as the smith worked, tinkering with a very small set of picks, on the young man's alluring interest over the past few weeks. A thick heavy set book, filled mostly...

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Street Sweepers Part III: The End

A man stood amidst a dark room, pitch black, waiting for the signal to connect. Sure enough, the signal connected to the world so far away from which his client was situated on. Sunlight filled the room, over a large beach in the evening, the red star...

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The Grass is Greener

Blinding white. That was all he saw. But if felt like something too. It was white, but it seemed to stretch on, for as far as one could see. But it was filled, packed to the brim. It felt crowded. But his eyes told him that he was encompassed by...

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Homecoming

Den walked through the bustling crowds of High Charity, passing through crowds of the many varied species that formed the Covenant. He stood tall and proud amongst the bustling crowds of methane wheezing Unggoy, and strong and commanding amongst the...

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