Jordan Gray
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The Minotaur's Lament
Asterion stood in a clearing. In the place he assumed to be the middle of the great Labyrinth, though of course there was no way he could be sure. Daedalus had built the Labyrinth to be infinite— a shifting mass of walls and rooms which knew no end. Procedurally generated so that no so-called “sacrifice” ever found their way back to the beginning. Only further, and deeper in. Into this room.
By Jordan Gray4 years ago in Fiction
Lazy Nachos
Scene: some bar, Oskaloosa, Iowa. Two-year-old me sits in a barstool, because this is the early ninties, so you can totally just take a two-year-old into a bar. My Grandma Dee and Grandpa Shelk are sitting with me. That’s when I spot it: on the bar, a bowl of cheese dip. I know what it is, I’ve seen the grown ups eat it before. They use chips, in triangle or round shapes, and scoop it into their mouths. Sure enough, there’s a flat, geometric shape sitting on the bar next to me. I pluck it up, scoop up some dip, and bite down. The cheese is good, if a little spicy, but there’s something wrong with the chip. For some reason I can’t seem to bite all the way through it. Finally my grandmother turns around and sees what I’ve gotten up to in the five seconds she had her back turned. Laughing, she takes the cheese-covered drink coaster from me.
By Jordan Gray5 years ago in Feast
