“Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.” -Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment-
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Malcom McHarn, director of the FBI’s Unknown Threats department, was having a bad day.
Relative to every other day he had at this job, it was actually a pretty good day. But he felt it was important to keep a sense of context; a relative view of things. The bad days here could be really<...
2024-03-29 05:59:27 +0000 UTC View Post"The world sees the armor, the shield, the
2024-03-23 07:45:41 +0000 UTC View PostI may have overcommitted to this chapter. Anyw
2024-03-16 08:26:04 +0000 UTC View Post“Yeah, but this is New England. We speak N
2024-03-09 07:52:35 +0000 UTC View Post“The missile is very tired. He is eepy. The
2024-03-02 07:19:07 +0000 UTC View Post“When someone's path through this world is
2024-02-24 04:19:37 +0000 UTC View PostAnd this one is between 124 and 125. Book 5 will be out November 8th of this year, audiobook included. Of course, Book 4 isn't even out yet, and that one comes out on May 7th. Currently Book 4 is up for preorder. Books 4 and 5 will close out the early arcs of the Akashic Sewer, Status Quo, and the worst day anyone in the Order has for a long time, and I'm really happy that I get to share them with you all again.
Thanks for reading, enjoy this bonus little delve.<...
2024-02-22 00:37:10 +0000 UTC View PostThis one fits between 123 and 124.
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Spire-Cast-Behind was having a lazy day.
There was likely a context where you could call it a strange day, but subjectively, it was no stranger than any other day she had experienced so far. Though there was a foundational confusion that was always there, so maybe it would be better to say every day was somewhat strange. For one thing, there were days at all.
As a camraconda, she had been created with an amo...
2024-02-22 00:33:11 +0000 UTC View PostThis chapter is being added in to make book 5 have a proper length, and I've decided it's not exclusive. It fits between chapter 122 and 123.
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The Lair, a place that had become important enough to everyone to get its own half-joking capital letter name, was the sort of place that contained multitudes.
Sometimes people said that and they meant it as a metaphorical sort of thing. Something to indicate that there was a hidden complexity to a person or gro...
2024-02-22 00:30:29 +0000 UTC View PostNice. Also I'll be taking next week off to get
2024-02-10 10:45:25 +0000 UTC View Post“The future is bulletproof! The aftermath
2024-02-03 07:32:43 +0000 UTC View Post“Evil is Evil. Lesser, greater, middling… M
2024-01-27 08:42:54 +0000 UTC View Post“Everything’s a threat but we have to act!”
2024-01-20 07:52:05 +0000 UTC View PostJust reposting some old writing prompts.
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One hundred and thirty six worlds. One hundred and thirty six Earths. The first one, I'd barely managed to get the funding to actually build the breach device. The second one, I was too confused about what had happened to do anything of use. But after I got my bearings, and started to understand, I did what I could, where I could. I tried to help, when possible. I tried...
2024-01-18 16:55:41 +0000 UTC View Post“Chosen Ones are very used to that. They’re used to people thinking what they can get from them. To him, you’re just another person looking to take something.” -Estel, Chosen Ones D&D Podcast-
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James and Alanna walked past a few tables in the grill she’d led them to, looking for the big table their group was at waiting for them. TQ was also with them, but the camraconda was currently on Alanna’s arm, having been car...
2024-01-13 11:57:02 +0000 UTC View PostThis is the last chapter.
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“I’m going to miss you all.” I tell them. It doesn’t really communicate anything new; of course I’m going to miss them, and of course they know. They’re the only people who understand me. No one in the world is going to really get what it’s like, to live this long, to hurt this much, to see this far. They might try, and they’ll glimpse a portion of the whole, and they’ll nod and comfort me and...
2024-01-09 11:39:10 +0000 UTC View PostI dream of an old life, when I was a deep sea diver.
I don’t remember how long ago it was, and I think most of the lessons of dipping into the oceans of liquid noctogen on a distant moon would be relevant to most of my activities. Even if they were, the skills are old and rusted, and I think I sold the [Expertise] style skills slivers for them a long time ago. But that doesn’t matter.
What matters is I remember the feeling. I remember finding...
2024-01-04 03:43:00 +0000 UTC View PostThere’s an odd feeling when it comes to making new friends in the between.
Though realistically, there’s an odd feeling with making new friends while we’re alive, too. I’m thousands of subjective years old, I’ve had dozens of childhood, hundreds of parents, the histories of unknown civilizations float in the part of the mind reserved for loosely keeping hold on things learned in forward school and then never used. It’s a bit hard to make a ‘friend my age’ whe...
2024-01-03 08:53:51 +0000 UTC View PostThere's three more chapters after this one.
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“Do you ever worry that you’ll come back, and the between will have rearranged stuff on the shelves, and, esk, nothing is missing exactly but something is still missing, and you can never get it back, because what was stolen was the organic and deeply personal evolution of the state of things and there’s no way to get it back because you’ll always be chasing something that was lost instead of just enjoying...
2024-01-01 04:50:45 +0000 UTC View Post“The mission is what the mission becomes.” -Will Harper, Young Justice-
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Calming down took James some effort. And really, to say he was calm at all wasn’t even close to true. He was just drained, he’d overextended on everything, borrowed against his magic way too hard, and all that was left now was a version of him that didn’t really have the capacity to feel much of anything for a while.
He’d let Anesh half-carry him to the hospit...
2023-12-30 08:51:07 +0000 UTC View PostSomething, nothing, something again.
I don’t think any of us are so dead to the wonder and the vastness of it all that we don’t feel fear every time through. The last time each life that eyes close, the final drops of blood, the finale of hearts and lungs and neurons giving out. There’s a terror to it, each iteration. Maybe not always the same terror, but always in the same acreage.
What if, this time, this is it? What if there’s no between, and no ...
2023-12-27 02:43:29 +0000 UTC View PostAnd we're back. Sorry there was a cliffhanger
2023-12-23 03:43:01 +0000 UTC View PostI am still alive, and now back to post things.
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We have had more guests.
The elf is gone, vanished between one moment and the next, off to her next life. Her lemonade left sitting on the counter, not a drop spilled when she moved on. But she’ll be back. I don’t know how, but I know, she’ll find her way back to us.
A pair came through afterward, mostly human, shorter even than me, lithe and fluid in their movements like they were pa...
2023-12-21 15:27:40 +0000 UTC View Post