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The System shuddered in the darkness, creaking with the scrape of metal on metal and the soft hum of abiotic motions stirring to life. It glowed faintly, almost a saint-like light thrumming around it as the dust illuminated in the void, spiraling around the lights and wires hanging overhead. It was a beautiful, grotesque sight, awful and holy, making you kneel before it as you shielded your eyes from the sight, covered your mouth to keep from speaking out against it. Where was the point in t...

The coffee pot dripped continuously, and it served as the metronome to the thoughts that were carousing and dancing about the young man’s head. After another four or so taps of his pale fingers against the glass top of the desk, he shoved his rolling chair out and made his way over to said coffee machine, stretching along the way. He couldn’t say for sure exactly how many cups of this dark heavenly liquid he had drunk tonight, but, one thing he was absolutely certain of was that whatever the...

The day outside was lonely and warm, snow covering the ground like a grandmother's hand-crafted quilt covers a small child, snuggled up in bed. The naked limbs of gently shifting trees stretched out, some touching the ground for the weight of the snow that rested on them, their branches like twisted fingers with nothing to do, just growing out of boredom and duty. Crisp and clean, the scent of winter was everywhere, reminding you that it was time to wrap up in a warm jacket. The sparkling sno...

The ocean that filled the view from the café windows washed upon the shore, receding back into the black depths, taking with it the wonders and mysteries of the watery abyss which seemed to pull on a cord in Darcy’s heart, and it gave him that wondrous sense of fear and longing, the kind you feel when you’re standing before a storm in the twilight hours of the darkness before the dawn. The seagulls whirled and buzzed in and out between the few coastal trees that spotted the dark, wet sand. Mo...