Cernun stared at the pock marked face of the cement. With his forehead against the wall’s fractured surface it looked almost like an alien landscape. Deep ravines and sharp ridges spoke to an unknown world of possibilities and countless adventures. More importantly they served as a distraction, something besides the pain searing through his throat and chest.
Feeling a rising tide approaching, Cernun pushed himself from the wall and heaved.
He could feel the burning in his throat and all across his face. His stomach was empty now, ending his retching in a dry cough.
His head felt like fire, wavering and burning. It hurt to think, but
ExIII Round 2: Your Loss Pt. 2 by BlueLibrarian, literature
Literature
ExIII Round 2: Your Loss Pt. 2
The tunnel felt endless in its monotony. After a few attempts at conversation, the group simply remained silent, listening to the shuffle of their feet and the plop of dripping liquid. Matthew found himself watching the pattern of the stain along the bottom of the tunnel, noting how it grew wider and thinner with his passing. He perked up slightly at a particular off-color stain, only to let out a sigh of bored realization.
After an eternity of cement, the group reached the end. A heavy iron doorway spanned the entirety of the tunnel, a small knocker at its center.
“So…” said Erin, glancing around. “I guess we…
ExIII Round 2: Your Loss Pt. 1 by BlueLibrarian, literature
Literature
ExIII Round 2: Your Loss Pt. 1
Kara jumped as the metal door thudded close. She turned around, noting that there was no wheel-knob on her side. No way to back out now.
There was a short length of tunnel ahead of her, thick concrete walls circled around, with only a few dim lights on either side. The floor was grated iron, and below she could hear the rush of sewage.
She peered into the darkness beneath the grate for a moment before shaking her head and walking the few steps to the second door.
The door was wooden, and rectangular. There was a brass doorknob, blue-green with age, and even a doormat at her feet. It looked entirely out of place in the middle of NothingR
The office gleamed. Glass twisted and leapt through the air suspending by shining chrome beams. Diffuse light reflected off the spotless coffee table and elegantly curved couch, the current must-have economics hardbacks positioned just so upon them. A single, jet-black desk dominated the room, slightly raised to accentuate its prominence. Everything fit perfectly, exactly according to all rules of office design.
“What is wrong here, Thoth?” demanded Anubis, brow furrowing over deep-set eyes.
“I do not know, my lord,” replied his secretary.
“Have I not followed Sumstein’s 50 Rules Of the Contemporary Workp
Cernun stared at the pock marked face of the cement. With his forehead against the wall’s fractured surface it looked almost like an alien landscape. Deep ravines and sharp ridges spoke to an unknown world of possibilities and countless adventures. More importantly they served as a distraction, something besides the pain searing through his throat and chest.
Feeling a rising tide approaching, Cernun pushed himself from the wall and heaved.
He could feel the burning in his throat and all across his face. His stomach was empty now, ending his retching in a dry cough.
His head felt like fire, wavering and burning. It hurt to think, but
ExIII Round 2: Your Loss Pt. 2 by BlueLibrarian, literature
Literature
ExIII Round 2: Your Loss Pt. 2
The tunnel felt endless in its monotony. After a few attempts at conversation, the group simply remained silent, listening to the shuffle of their feet and the plop of dripping liquid. Matthew found himself watching the pattern of the stain along the bottom of the tunnel, noting how it grew wider and thinner with his passing. He perked up slightly at a particular off-color stain, only to let out a sigh of bored realization.
After an eternity of cement, the group reached the end. A heavy iron doorway spanned the entirety of the tunnel, a small knocker at its center.
“So…” said Erin, glancing around. “I guess we…
ExIII Round 2: Your Loss Pt. 1 by BlueLibrarian, literature
Literature
ExIII Round 2: Your Loss Pt. 1
Kara jumped as the metal door thudded close. She turned around, noting that there was no wheel-knob on her side. No way to back out now.
There was a short length of tunnel ahead of her, thick concrete walls circled around, with only a few dim lights on either side. The floor was grated iron, and below she could hear the rush of sewage.
She peered into the darkness beneath the grate for a moment before shaking her head and walking the few steps to the second door.
The door was wooden, and rectangular. There was a brass doorknob, blue-green with age, and even a doormat at her feet. It looked entirely out of place in the middle of NothingR
The office gleamed. Glass twisted and leapt through the air suspending by shining chrome beams. Diffuse light reflected off the spotless coffee table and elegantly curved couch, the current must-have economics hardbacks positioned just so upon them. A single, jet-black desk dominated the room, slightly raised to accentuate its prominence. Everything fit perfectly, exactly according to all rules of office design.
“What is wrong here, Thoth?” demanded Anubis, brow furrowing over deep-set eyes.
“I do not know, my lord,” replied his secretary.
“Have I not followed Sumstein’s 50 Rules Of the Contemporary Workp
EXIII Round III.I - Divulgation by Icysapphire, literature
Literature
EXIII Round III.I - Divulgation
The sheer force of Rella’s outrage did not unlock the door. You can’t do much when the one who trapped you knows all the same tricks. She was alone, but she didn’t stay that way for long.
“I could know as much as I want whenever I want,” Death said, his grin as easy as ever. He sat back in Satan’s chair, his hands nestled behind his head as if he’d been there for hours, and crossed his legs on the top of the desk. Though his cap shadowed his face to the point where his unkempt, square jaw began to taper into a point, he could see Rella fine.
And boy was she fine. What she’d said about them bei
It's gonna be close! Not in terms of me vs Icy (she will undoubtably beat me), but whether or not I can finish the entry. As of now I should have the time to finish it, assuming nothing unexpected comes up (knock on virtual wood). Here's hoping!
Hey peoples!
Want to see a neat indie game I made with some friends over the past year? It is about a sneaky lady who is not very good at sneaking. Also it has cartoon animals and intrigue.
http://dameceleste.com/
Hello there! We've been paired against each other for the first round of Ex 2! Let's you and me fight! Well...not really fight in Lousy's case...or Harkin's. I can't justify any reason why he'd shoot a pacifist old man in the head. 8D Anyway, this'll be interesting, good luck!