Pedro Rivera
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Hi, I'm just a guy trying to exercise his narrative chops, and write some decent fiction.
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The Prisoner
The blood runes have long faded in the millenia, but She knew it was still there. Even in Her porcelain prison, She could feel the Master’s grip on her. So long as the seal on the Urn remained intact, She could not even hope to escape. There was some hope, however; the sands of time have since filled Her temple. And while She couldn’t see through the Urn, the voices of the ages still flowed in. She heard the massive wars, and the sounds of industrialization around Her. She heard the humans discover the power of combustion, the sounds of progress as they moved further and further away from the beings that trapped Her. They haven’t been keeping the sacrifices needed to keep the seals!
By Pedro Rivera5 years ago in Horror
Jack's windfall
Jack Sapphire stared out his window. It had been snowing for the last few hours, and at this time of night, an unusual quiet had enveloped Rochester. He glanced at the clock, and realized it was more appropriate to call it morning. He turned around and went to his desk.
By Pedro Rivera5 years ago in Horror
