Lore

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I have 392 stories published in 6 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 198420 times and 9 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

Visions of Hope

“Very risky business.” It came closer. “Saving one universe by sacrificing another. Not always achievable but you did it.” Almost no-one present had...

Crumbling to Dust

Their arm fell. One lucky blow finally did it. Crait’s Lore brought their staff down and instead of stopping it, the metal plating that held Lore’s...

Job Half Done

“That was easy.” Crait joked as they rendezvoused at the rear of The Vengeance. Charrlene gave them the look. “What?” “They’ve jinxed it haven’t they...

A Darkened Reflection

It felt weird. They had never considered that to blend in they would have to change. They weren’t entirely comfortable wearing what had been the...

Not the First

Free to go. That’s what Charrlene told the guards but still they maintained their vigil over them, even as Charrlene tried to leave. “We’ve been...

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