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Gothwine or no Gothwine

Note: the result of watching the Omen and the Sixth Sense back to back, and inspired by A level psychology. Dining at the House of Gothwinsor, Imperial nobleman Andro Slaker looked down at his rich meal of peppered grox fillet … Continue reading

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His Purpose

How did I gain this exalted position? The extraordinary roots of that, Unknown Reader, are to be found in the abbey of my roots, the abbey of my dreams – the abbey that, even now, I dare not name. -oOo- … Continue reading

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What Lies Within

“Ahriman!” The voice boomed across the wastes, stronger than the raging wind and the cracking thunder of the everlasting storm. It came from the skies, it came from the ground, it came from everywhere, including the inside of Ahriman’s own … Continue reading

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Hold the Line, Men!

“What is left, then? When you are all alone out there, in the darkness. When the sum of your possessions are the clothes on your back, and the gun in your hand, and all you have for armor is your … Continue reading

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It Happened at Three Islands

The rockets climbed towards the sky with a high-pitched whine, leaving behind them a trail of fire. They exploded high in the night, huge flowers of fire that lit up the darkness and the sea for a short instant, and … Continue reading

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Liar

I have a problem. Or, to put it more precisely, society has difficulty with my problem. In truth this supposed problem is not a hindrance to me in my profession, more of an asset than anything else. It is something that is coveted by my fellow sorcerers, sought after by those who wish to learn it, and in terms of the Imperium, something that is feared and thus, hated.

My supposed problem is that I am a habitual liar. Continue reading

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Like Lionus Vern

It had rained earlier in the morning, leaving droplets on the grass, in front of the perfectly aligned rows of grey tombs. Black clouds still hung in the sky, but they were moving away, letting the sun shine through to … Continue reading

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Spyderweb

Kay ran, a constant string of profanity cycling through her mind. Every other step, every time she pushed forward with her left leg, her pistol pressed an ‘L’ into her side. Her breath came in torn, ragged gasps, slicing through … Continue reading

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Ten Minutes

The drop pod that contained Aether Squad hurtled through space towards the planet of Sepperus IV below. Thirty seconds later, it hit the death world’s atmosphere. There was an immediate reaction as the speed of the falling pod was halved and then quartered. Sergeant Verus winced as the inertia tugged on his body. His bolter – a special variant, modified with a silencer, like the one every member of Aether Squad bore – rattled, and the Veteran Sergeant grabbed onto it to keep it from falling. Then they made impact. Continue reading

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Machine of Man

“We’re stuck” “Ayup.” The two men looked at their Leman Russ, the standard battle tank of the Imperial Guard. The finest piece of machinery that the Forges of Mankind has ever produced. A hull mounted lascannon and heavy bolter side … Continue reading

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