Crayon Warfare

The Magenta Caterpillars’ leader gathered everyone up. “We need to wipe out the Greens!” he shouted. “Yeah!” the Magentas cheered from below, rippling their bodies. “They’re a scourge,” another said. “Wipe them out of the face of the earth,” a third said, disgusted by their presence alone. “Great,” the Magenta Read more…

Beware the Rains

My dearest Laura, This letter will only find itself in your hands in case something bad has happened to me, that is the way I have arranged things. It happened, it seems, I don’t know how of course but I have my suspicions, and I can no longer postpone the Read more…

Tickle My Pickle

“Come along,” it’s right over there, Pickle pointed thataway while jogging. Cherry panted behind her. “I… don’t… can’t… this uphill is killing me…” “Ain’t you a runner, lassie?” Killie asked with her thick accent. “I’m a sprinter, not a marathoner!” Cherry complained, breathing hard. Killie had a glint of sweat Read more…

Meat the Aliens

“The Encephalons are a friendly race of aliens,” the General said. “Oh? You’ve dealt with them?” the computer nerd asked, biting his nails. “They are talkative, polite and have not threatened us with their superior technology. So, yes, that places them in my ‘friends list,’ as much as an alien Read more…

Euclidia

Euclidia was the only Geometer brave enough to go to the obsidian mine. The problem was simple, as such problems went: The obsidian golems had gone on a strike. “Knock, knock,” she said lamely when she reached the mine’s entrance. It was simply a cave that had been dug out Read more…

The Root of the Problem

‘Expose the root,’ the instructions said. Okay, sure. But how? Digger scratched his head and went through the file once again, scrolling without really focusing on any point in the ancient ypertext. The builders had created all these wonderful cyborg trees that give them all life, that give his entire Read more…

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