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Five-Minute fiction - 12:58-13:03

The wind whipped over the cart, tugging the hood of Grims cloak back, and threatening to rearrange his perfectly quaffed hair, but neither Grim nor Darker had any time or energy to focus on that. The near constant barrage of projectiles was proving to be an ample distraction. A heavy crossbow bolt thudded into a crate to near Grims leg and...
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Five-Minute fiction - 14:04-14:09

Azis wrenched his arm free from the shackle and raked his claws against the other sending the metal splintering to the floor. He threw his arms wide bathing the room in holy light as he raised his head to the ceiling. A halo of fire sprang into life around his head as he shook his scaled head. Shadowed figures sprang as...
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Five-Minute fiction - 16:03-16:08

Their bodies surged together the speed and fluidity of the girls movements belaying the power the carried. Thrope struggled to fend her off as she threw herself at him. Fists, feet, knees flew in rapid succession seeming to come from every angle as Thrope was forced to give way under the onslaught. What surprised him more than her speed was the...
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Five-Minute fiction - 11:11-11:16

Grim splayed his legs wide in an effort to slow his slide down the roof. The slick tiles had been made slicker by the unseasonal weather, and a thin coating of ice turned them into a treacherous slope. Darker, some distance above him had already fallen, arms and legs spread eagle in his own attempt to stay on the roof. Cursing...
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Five-Minute fiction - 14:59-15:04

They called him the Preacher-Man though Dard doubted anything he had to do was Gods work. But he acted like Gods messenger and punished those he deemed to be transgressors. Dard had crossed paths with him on a number of occasions, and the two had exchanged sharper things than words. What worried Dard wasnt the Preacher-Man himself so much, one man...
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Five-Minute fiction - 13:15-13:20

The air was choked with dust as the gantry collapsed behind him. Dard grimaced at the racket the factorys superstructure made as it collapsed in on itself. The hiss, and grating of steel on steel filled the air sending all manner of creatures airborne, not all of them the common pigeons that roosted in the ruins of the city. Rats scurried...
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Five-Minute fiction - 16:07-16:12

Hey Mistah? You alive Mistah? the voice said from somewhere out in the darkness.

Dard struggled against the surrounding gloom.

Mistah, you alive or dead? the voice said again.

The rise to consciousness was like the rise from a great depth. Dard kicked and pulled his way toward the light. He opened his eyes to see the smallish figure squatting on...
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Five-Minute fiction - 12:43-12:48

The crowbar was heavier than it looked and Dard struggled to lift from where it had clattered to the gantry. The hulking form of the brute lay sprawled nearby, his head a little crooked. Dard wiped the sweat that had accumulated and looked around.

The factory, for the most part, was a ruin, only remnants of the super-structure had remained intact,...
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Five-Minute fiction - 14:53-14:58

Ive been killed by harder men than you, Dard said as he struggled to his feet.

A guttural sound, somewhere between a laugh and growl emanated from the brutes mouthpiece, the metallic piece giving the laugh a strange metallic tang. The brute hefted the crowbar the curved casting a strange shadow in the dim light of the factory.

It plunged down...
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Five-Minute fiction - 12:19-12:24

Dard dropped to the floor and rolled away from the blow. Metal spanged off metal as the crowbar connected with the metal grating of the gantry. He winced as his shoulders were subjected to the battering pace as he rolled. He struggled to his feet only meters from his assailant and turned to face the man. He was immense, filling most...
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Five-Minute fiction - 14:25-14:30

Pain exploded in Chucks head as the bat connected and he toppled to the floor his vision awash with dancing lights. He struggled to regain his feet by the onslaught of brutality continued. Blow after blow, kick after kick rained down on his body driving him back to the floor as he rose to his knees. He curled his arms around...
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Five-minute fiction: 19:57-20:02

There are things Id rather not have to tell you.

Is that so? the statue seemed to say. Dard looked sheepishly around, his drink addled brain lost in the myriad of sensations.

I mean its not like I dont love her. I do, but shes just not the girl for me. Shes that girl, and I want that girl.

Sorry, no, shes...
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