Lore

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I have 377 stories published in 5 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 171790 times and 7 of my stories have been cherry picked.

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Lore

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The beginning is a great place to start. Shame.

Lore is thrown into an explored universe with no clue as to their place within it.
All they know is that people know them and they know none of them. Instinct and 
Breadcrumbs to lead them as they attempt to piece together their life and work out how
they 
can change the future to stop the past from coming back around again.

Cornerstones of Reality.
The fire's burnt out but the frying pan is heating up. Oh dear.

With everything as it should be, new problems are quick to present themselves.
The aftermath of their previous adventures makes itself known before newer
problems pile on. Life is slowly being drained from the universe and only a
chosen few are being spared.

Collapse of Everything. 

All good things come to an end, even the universe. Ah.

Ten years of peace tainted with the worry of missing colleages and lost friends.
Things were starting to seem normal but Reality had more in store than a simple
family life on Earth. It's Murphy's law and the problems are only going to get bigger. 
Enter the endgame.

Something newish is here

My stories

Concoction of Certainty

Drink in the moment; take time to pause. For better or for worse, at least you know now. It shouldn’t have taken this long to get sorted but it did...

Scorched by Another's Flame

I’ve come close; I’ve danced in the flames of another; a hel mine own, I remain to see. Hel is a place on Earth. Heaven may exist there too but you’...

Picture Imperfect

Sometimes, a call can be heard. A call to return, to try again. Sometimes, it should be allowed to echo. A fateful encounter, long ago, caught in a...

One Date

Their Story. My room’s a mess; messy clothes strewn across my floor, open bins and empty cans dotted around. My phone rested on my slipper, slid...
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One Of Us

It was chilly. It wasn’t quite cold enough to warrant doing anything but it was just about cold enough to complain; they both sat on the slanted...

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