The Creative Works Of Dr Zogg
The set of steps spiralled upward further than any of the previous had. It had been just as the top became visible ahead, a gargantuan hum became perceptible through the air, the growl of a beast, or perhaps a giant machine gently idling. Read More
There had been a spiralling set of stairs at the back, but upon approaching then to ascend, The Prisoner found the strangest thing begin to unfold. Read More
On his way upward to the next island, The Prisoner had, for the first time, sensed something was wrong. Not in himself, but the world, the prison around him. Whether it was an onset effect from the presence of The Mirror ahead, or something else he didn’t know. Read More
The Prisoner went out from the cell and into the weird light outside where the Prison Guard stood waiting for him. Unsheathing his sword, he watched as the Guard kept his eyes firmly on him, the blade catching the light, a stream of light seeming to bounce off of the edge. Read More
“I can hear the footsteps, clip clop.”
The prisoner sank and rose in and out of consciousness, almost like the morning after a heavy night.
“Come on, wake up, the Prison Guard’s coming back.” Read More
July 1st 2017
Okay, OMG idk how to start this. So I was tagged to take part in #writeadiaryjuly challenge so here we are. If you don’t already know me (then why are you reading this?) my name’s Anya Roberts, or Saint Anya if you follow me on social media or Youtube. So since this is a diary and I’ll be writing this nearly everyday for a month omg I can’t believe I’m actually doing this, I’ll start by telling a little about myself. I’m 20 years old, omg I’m so old, and I was born and raised in Lakewood California where I lived with my parents. I started my social media page when I was still at school, probably around the age of about 14 or 15, and I think I started my Youtube channel when I was about 17. I went to Lakewood college studying fashion design for 2 years which was a total blast and I met so many cool people, yes hello to everyone, I love you all! Read More
Landfall
Ana-Marie had sat at the crafts bow as Island 428 slowly appeared over the predawn horizon ahead. Read More
I feel as though time itself has finally halted completely, there is no distinction between moments anymore, this planet, and everything on it, ceases to have meaning or any understandable quality to it. Everything that mankind had achieved, its history, its constructs and its intricately woven beliefs have now dissolved into the haze of radiation. I think, or so I believe as far as I can tell, that I am one of, or possibly the last person alive on this Earth. I am, the Dûm Walker.
After following the vision of Alice a little way down the track, it vanished just in time for me to see that she had entered the forest. The edge of the woods were quiet, desolate, almost seeming as if they were devoid of life. I hadn’t heard her voice, but I knew Alice had christened this place as the Lonely Forest. Read More
September 4th, 1980
I hadn’t ever met Alice Cleaves, didn’t know who she was, but she knew who I was. I had opened her letter just as I had any other, it started out like any other fan mail, but the further I got into her letter, I could see she had seen things, found out things no little girl should know. When there’s no one around to help you, no one else that believes you, you call on Tobias Rodino, you call on me. Read More
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