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Feast Your Eyes on the trinkets I bring before you tonight!

Strangers, Followers and bloggers alike!

Happening here, happening now! Is the first peak at a story you wouldn’t read this early if I never was granted permission to share it.

THIS IS NOT A SCIENCE FICTION STORY – but i highly recommend reading it and providing any feed back.

Before you do read it, i do remind folks that this is original work, and basic rights are protected even by me sharing.

Ironically this is the first short story I have posted in sometime; says something about a possible alteration in my title. 


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“Anon of Brastalon/TiitledUnderReview”

Prologue:

He struggled to regain his footing. Once he got to his feet he continued to run. He heard yells and shrieks of agony from behind him but he fought the urge to look back; he knew he couldn’t bear the sight he would see and he couldn’t risk getting tripped up again if he hoped to survive. About thirty paces to his right was the edge of the plateau; the massive plateau on which the Capital city stood. The city itself was barely visible. It was the only light in the sea of darkness that surrounded him. He continued to run. He glanced to his left into the trees and saw nothing but darkness. He felt so alone. The darkness consumed everything; he could barely see his feet as they hit the ground. The Capital city seemed to be moving away from him as he ran. He ran until his legs could carry him no more; yet, felt no closer to the city than when he began. Eventually the screams behind him subsided and he felt a fleeting sense of relief; not for his current situation but because the pain that reached for him at every scream had finally ceased. He doubled over breathing heavily. He was still in shock from what had just happened, A caravan of not even two dozen men? And Acridian merchants at that!? He thought as he tried to regain his breath; How could this happen? And so close to the Capital City? It was like something out of a nightmare: they came straight from the shadows. As he thought, he noticed the silence around him. It made him shudder. He continued to recount the experience; They struck before we even saw them. I swear if I—. He didn’t have time to finish his thought before he felt a sharp pain directly below his left shoulder blade. The source of this pain carried enough force to put him on his knees. He struggled to breathe as his torso remained awkwardly upright, supported by his knees. Gravity pulled at his body and provoked it to turn with the bulk of his weight. As he rolled onto the ground, there was a loud ‘snap’ of the arrow in his back breaking under his weight and lodging itself further into his body; which sent a sharp pain through his chest. As his life faded away, the last thing he saw was the sigil of a red scorpion on the chest of a dark hooded figure. The figure reached for something and the Acridian closed his eyes and exhaled slowly. The last thing he felt was the touch of cold metal caressing his throat… and all was silent.”

Story by Robert D. Fulmer

Excerpt From: Anon. iBooks.

This material is protected by copyright.

picture credit can be found here Deviant Artist Aries

Soon to come!

Hello Everyone,

As you know, or hopefully knew, you are following what originally started out as being a short stories blog, with lengthy short stories posted on a monthly basis. (Yes, they were generally long.)

As time progressed this blog has grown, and as of 10pm (eastern standard) tonight I’ll stop being lazy and make it my own domain. To celebrate this very very late mile stone, I will featuring a small piece from a bigger story that belongs to fellow writer, poet, and friend of mine.

It’s exciting stuff, and it will be good to get in touch with my roots again. I.e posting a short story! 

So thank you everyone; for the traffic, the few people inspired enough to hit the “like button” and those even fewer who comment or message me their thoughts/comments. It means a lot. I know there aren’t thousands of you (yet) but to the many who activity flow through my website you make it enjoyable to keep the tradition going. 

And as alway, stay tuned! 

Book Series Tribute: FrontLines by Marko Kloos

Ask yourself one question; if you could be anything in another life, what would it be? Wait, don’t tell me. Let’s add in some very defining attributes to your life.

You’re poor; you live in government welfare housing with hundreds of thousands if not millions of people. Adding more salt to the wound that is  your life, you are forced to live off government issued Calorie rations, meal to meal; Everyday. Not to mention if your neighborhood doesn’t fall in line with the laws, the government can and will cut off food, water, or electricity. You know, since you are living in “their city.” Besides all this, there are an abundance of criminal gangs roaming the street; mostly trying to take anything everyone else has.

So let’s recap, you’re dirt poor, your sole dependency is on a government that finds you very expendable and your neighbors would rather rob you at gun point than help you.. Your alternate life sounds fantastic.

So I’ll ask you again, if you could be anything in this life, what would it be?

Wait.. wait.. Wait.. I almost forgot. You’re only way out is joining the military.

Yeah I know, limits your options.

Sounds easy right? … Well I’ll just stop you right there and inform you that you might just be S.O.L. The military actually discourages you from serving.

I know I know; that’s complete nonsense, because if you walk outside right now you’ll probably be bombarded by recruiters. Well slim, in this new life, the recruiters sit back and think of new ways to turn people away from this prestigious military.

I can tell that our minds have clicked during this conversation and I now have second thoughts. I won’t ask you what you would be in the new life. What I should ask you is, could you even survive this new life?

Oh, you think you could? Well slim.. Good luck!

As always stay tuned!

Ideas #4 revisited!

Hey Folks!

In a surprise (just so you know this is a random fact) walmart accidentally sold me four tables for the price of one. It was pretty interesting to discover that when I arrived home.

Back to the topic at hand! 

As those of you who are following this flash back with me, or those many who motivated the beginning of this; here is another section to the mystery of Erum and the village!

Part 4 of the Ideas

As always! Stay tuned!

Short Stories from My Past! 

So this link below leads to a short series, this being the first of the post, and it  was while I was first dabbling in blogging. As you will notice it’s like a feature for the Terran Myth, same in set up that is. However this is not science Fiction, it’s just fiction! You’ll enjoy it. I hope. It is how I gain my first 100 followed in a week! 

The Beginnings of “Order Of the Night.” Part 1 “Setting up the Idea.”

Image credit to Deviant Artists

Book Recommendation: Fortunes Pawn

Not the usual type of military SF I’m use too, but Fortunes Pawn was a very good venture off the beaten path. Yes, it is listed as military SF on goodreads but it lacks the actual military appeal as most would. However it has hints of it in there. It was fun to read.

You are following the protagonist Devi Morris (Ms. Morris) as she takes on a security position (which she normally hates) on the infamous “Glorious Fool.” The ship crew is filled with a diverse selection of Humans. The ship is also full of secrets that are worth killing for. The average mercenary last just under one tour of duty on the Glorious Fool. Ms. Morris plans to see her contract all the way to the end in order to receive her wish to join one of the most elite forces in the universe, The Devastators.

Book recommendation! Ark Royal Series

Following a very sensible approach to our wonderful planet and all her separate nations discovering spaceflight on their own, Christopher Nuttal invites a new approach to interstellar war.

Unlike most, however, this story is led from the side of England; bringing their well develop customs of being a naval power.

What’s it about all together? Well Earth comes under fire from an Alien species who begins an all out war against their human enemy. Unfortunately the super modern space ships that are armed to the teeth stand no chance against the Alien foe. It comes down to one ship called the Ark Royal, the oldest ship in the fleet used as a museum peace, and her Captain, an aging drunkard, who is the only one capable of commanding her.

The fate of mankind lies in a museum peace and a drunk; will he rise to the challenge or will the drink end his and billions of others lives?

Holy Smokes! I’m writing. Part 2 or 2.

Well I spoke a little soon on the whole writing. I conceded on the fact that I would not be getting anything close to what I would have liked. I managed to pump out about 4000 words though. So there is a start.

Also I intend to start optimizing my break time at work with small attempts to crack into finishing up the short story “Rogue Intelligence.”

Stay tuned!

Book Recommendation! Atlas 2

The second most impressive modern military science fiction novel to hit the shelves or at least the audio book shelves.

You are following from the perspective of the two main characters from the first novel who have now split. It was a wonderful surprise as was the first.

Rade or as his call sign goes “Rage” is a broken hearted member of the worlds most elite force known as the “Moths.” They make the “special forces seem like Girl Scouts,” as it says in one or two parts.

Rage is a distraught individual due to the lost of his childhood friend; both grew up together as orphans. To add on to his already battered mind, the love of his life, who Rage believes is dead, is actually alive and surviving on her own.

This story is vivid and well thought out. I recommend all who like MSF to jump in and get you in on some Moth Action in an Alas! Well at least imagine it.