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Old World Rising

Old World Rising

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Dec 30, 2022
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Fiction
Science Fiction
Many cycles ago, the great spirits and the gods wiped out the humans as punishment for destroying the Earth. Now, their abandoned concrete jungles lay standing and crumbling. For a while, all was still. But now the humans have returned, and with them, something new. Dark eyes watch from the shadows, waiting for their moment to strike. The dogs that have made their home within the crumbling ruins are now faced with new dangers and challenges. (Rated MA for Violence and Language)
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"The jungle encircles a golden network of lights bright enough to match the moon, a megacity bigger than London, taller than New York. It stretches out below us, its silver light screaming out of every inch and orifice. I can see palaces with their spires fashioned in the style of claws, skyscrapers corkscrew into the sky like drill picks jutting from the centre of the earth. Dotted around these are blue pyramids made of something that burns the eye, shops, warehouses, halls, walls and things that twist the brain and bewitch the eye, towers summited with beacons of frozen light, every building seems an architectural impossibility built from this bronze matter. A stone path of painted gold snakes its way around impassable stalactites tipped with silver snow and slowly makes its way across the forest on its path to the city. I stand a figure on the edge of this, less than an ant against the background of an Olympus." Victor is stranded in a world gone mad. Now edited and completed! This is a story that will soon be printed in a collaborative novel of short stories. Its been tough but it is finally done. Having said that please critique this to high heaven reviews are always appreciated :).

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