Lore

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I have 280 stories published in 2 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 30875 times and one story has been cherrypicked.

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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

Uneasy Night

Confusion reigned. Their co-ordinates hadn’t changed yet now, three years in the past, they found themselves not on a grassy park but in a darkened...

Famine’s Hand

Going down. The lift reached the bottom floor after making its journey at a leisurely pace. Lore and Char erupted from its mouth at extreme speeds as...

Seven Years

Bright lights. They were aboard The Destiny. “So, what was that about?” Char gave Lore a playful tap on their shoulder. “With The Chronicle?” “He...

Avid Readers

Four knocks. It had been an hour since they had last heard The Chronicle’s voice and while the time alone was productive, there were questions to be...

Starved History

Long straights. Their perception of how close the Chronicle was had been a fallacy. What had appeared to be a relatively close building was, in...

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