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The Legend of the 1500, Part 6
Day 107. 81 pages, 36,200 words. To my surprise, although I should probably have expected it, Creepy had rather huffily departed to achieve honour and glory on his own by the time I finished my noodles and had set up … Continue reading
The Legend of the 1500, Part 5
Day 106. 78 pages, 34,688 words. Really got sod-all written over the weekend. “Look,” I tried one last time, “going where? We know nothing about this adventure. We don’t know what the 1500 was, what it is now, or where … Continue reading
The Legend of the 1500, Part 4
Day 105. 76 pages, 33,838 words. Naturally, as soon as I returned home and was foolish enough to tell Creepy what I’d learned, he insisted that we embark on our own attempt to find the lost 1500, and steal the … Continue reading
The Legend of the 1500, Part 1
Day 102. 76 pages, 33,745 words. It started with the Barbarian Convention. Conan was there, of course, and in a slight calendar-muddle so too was Tarzan. Yoru had made an appearance with his infamous horse Torquis, and I’m pretty sure … Continue reading
Torquis in Machina, Part 26
The problem, I reflected later, was that there is never really any good or evil in the world. Even in a place like Xix, it just wasn’t something that could be divided so simply. The closer one got to textbook … Continue reading
Torquis in Machina, Part 24
“And then you’ll come back and give us a proper explanation,” Yoru said. “Sure, why not.” “I thought you said it would take thirty years or more-” Creepy Junior said, displaying once again his father’s flair for unwelcome commentary. “It’s … Continue reading
Torquis in Machina, Part 23
Yoru took this in the manner of a man hearing, for example, about super-light-speed particles for the first time. It was a bit of a blow to his world-view, but not something that was remotely relevant to his day-to-day life. … Continue reading
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Torquis in Machina, Part 25
“What are you planning on doing?” I asked, not entirely sure I wanted to hear it, in the unlikely event of Yoru’s actually knowing. Yoru shrugged, an act which dislodged something wet and slithery from a fold in his clothing. … Continue reading →