Tag: SingLit
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The Green Bliss Part 11
11. The Green God The Temple of Aruk was unlike any temple James Wood had ever seen. A mossy mound four stories high, from a distance it looked like a hillock, one of countless others in the forest. But it was no natural feature: it was a face. First he saw the mouth. A gaping…
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The Green Bliss Part 10
10. Godtech Nobody fucks with the Guild of the Maker. As the team flew back to the island, Wood reviewed what the STS knew about the Guild. It wasn’t a pretty picture. The Singularity Network was obsessed with transcending the human form through cybernetics and with creating the hardware and software needed to upgrade the…
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The Green Bliss Part 5
5. Grass River The rest of the evening yielded no intel. Dad wouldn’t speak of what his grandfather had seen, only that it was something terrible and best left undisturbed in the forgotten corners of the swamp. Mom knew nothing of such unspeakable abominations, nor of the abominations that called themselves the Santiago Syndicate. His…
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The Black Watch Part 11
The Elect “You seem well,” Yamamoto said mildly. The cyborg nodded. “Yes. I replenished my stock of nanopaste and grafted a fresh arm to replace the damaged one. I am now at a hundred percent operational efficiency.” “And you brought friends,” Yamamoto added. “Of course. Someone launched a campaign of murder and terror against the…
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The Black Watch Part 10
Believer The werewolf beheld the operator. Yamamoto was a man. A weak, fragile, puny man, barely worthy of his teeth and claws. And yet… And yet, he stood unflinchingly before him, cold green eyes clear yet inscrutable, short sword held loose but at the ready, his muscles ready to explode into a symphony of motion.…
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The Mad Monk of Geylang Part 7
I grab my flashlight and my knife. I click the light on, filling the room with faint white light, and flick the blade open. The metal snap reverberates in the tiny flat. Lupin and Leonhard teleport into my room. Both of them are bleeding streams of multicolored light from a dozen wounds. ‘Are you guys…