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[Sept20] Tribble Month 26: United

September 26, 2020 ~ WindySilver ~ 2 Comments

As a historian, I know for certain that the humanity of old times would have gone extinct, had the Fiirddokha attacked Earth during their time.

[Sept20] Tribble Month 25: They turned against us

September 25, 2020 ~ WindySilver ~ Leave a comment

I suppose they were the ones who died out second — the first ones being those whose lives revolved around mechs — when the mechs turned their self-defense weaponry towards us without a warning.

[Sept20] Tribble Month 24: Got to Get out

September 24, 2020 ~ WindySilver ~ Leave a comment

Meredith and Connor both ran, praying to whatever divine powers there may be for enough strength and luck to get out of the city.

[Sept20] Tribble Month 23: Failed Scouting

September 23, 2020 ~ WindySilver ~ Leave a comment

The scouts were already back. Or more like some of them were.

[Sept20] Tribble Month 22: Escaping

September 22, 2020 ~ WindySilver ~ Leave a comment

The data was secure in the data card. Now, she only had to figure out how to get out alive.

[Sept20] Tribble Month 21: Hunting Bounty

September 21, 2020September 21, 2020 ~ WindySilver ~ Leave a comment

The bounty was big enough for passing the following summer season. If you did not get heavy equipment damages while hunting, that is.

[Sept20] Tribble Month 20: Possessed Armor

September 20, 2020 ~ WindySilver ~ Leave a comment

"It's possessed," his mentor told. "You shouldn't touch it. It's eaten more than its fair share of seasoned magicians."

[Sept20] Tribble Month 19: Two People

September 19, 2020September 19, 2020 ~ WindySilver ~ Leave a comment

"Have you ever heard that when united two people who mix together well form something great?"

[Sept20] Tribble Month 18: Decoy – Witness

September 18, 2020 ~ WindySilver ~ Leave a comment

Meredith was not sure when she had started to get suspicious. Sasha had always acted strange, but when Connor left their safety to her while he'd act as a bait so that they would get away, she did suspect that something was off.

[Sept20] Tribble Month 17: Hot Embers

September 17, 2020 ~ WindySilver ~ Leave a comment

The embers were still hot even though everything around it was days old.

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"All writers are vain, selfish and lazy, and at the very bottom of their motives lies a mystery. Writing a book is a long, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand."
— George Orwell

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