Featured: Imperial Twilight
Into the BlueMeadows, a man in his mid-twenties, sat on a rock-hewn bench pondering the ranging ahead. He was going to the ancient submarine wreck to harvest more metal today, but the other ranger had still not showed up. As he waited, he stared out into the vast blue ocean outside the dome, thinking about what ancient technology they might find today in the sunken vessel. The technology of the land dwellers from the past fascinated him. No one knew more about the peculiar disks with spinning arrows that were found in the wooden wrecks, or the multitude of glass covered metal trinkets found in the newer ships. Both were supposedly used in naval navigation, but nobody could actually get them to do anything. Personally, Meadows thought that the workings of those metals oddments had to be similar to that of bionic gills.Into the Blue by ImaginaryMdA
While staring out into the sea above, it occurred to him that time was starting to pass, and he should really head for the floodgates. He stood up from the stone bench, grabbed
BASIC Lessons: IntroductionsThe bell in the tower rang out across the academy as I rushed to my next lecture.BASIC Lessons: Introductions by thornach
Damnit, damnit not again! Where my only thoughts as I picked up my speed from a jog to a flat out sprint. The final bell was still resonating through the hallways as I turned the corner into my current classroom.
"Areo!" was the first thing I heard once I passed the doorframe, and with the cast still burning in my mind I swung my arm up in front of me summoning my own burst of upward air to deflect the incoming projectile.
It likely would have been best to simply dodge the object, since the resulting blast of wind I called on not only knocked me on my ass but threw me a good five feet back out the door I came through.
"Please move to your designated seat, Drayton," the professor called out to the hall, "and despite having the reflexes to dodge a simple pebble, that does not excuse your tardy and I expect to see you after class"
"Understood," I mumbled as I picked myself
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