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Previously… | The Eclectic Chair
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In the knowledge that new readers could arrive at any time we provide this reminder of what hasn’t been going on with your humble authors. Hidden in a dark Singapore alleyway, international man of mystery Dave Jackson. Hugged the shadows, his precious cargo clutched to his chest. He had killed for this tiny package, risked the wrath of insane Eastern crime lord Junius. And all for king and country. Well, what have we here? On June 1, 2009 at 3:11 pm Leave a Comment. To TrackBack this entry is:. Address n...
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The Eclectic Chair | Page 2
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The carriage arrived at its destination and Stepney and Harlow made their way out, watching as the vehicle departed into the night, floating on invisible tracks laid in the ground. The power of magnets, opposing forces brought to use in a common good. They made their way into the tavern before them, a sign floating gently in the breeze. We do not claim to bring utopia. Nor to we claim a wisdom or insight beyond that which is found in each of us, carved through the millennia by nature and divinity....
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The Doorway | The Eclectic Chair
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Stepney could not answer. He had seen Harlow’s reaction at the meeting, the pain, the disorientation, the fear. The sickness. While unaffected, Stepney had felt something in that place. Something unreal. Something without spirit. Something that should not be. And who are you to say what should and should not be, Stepney? He tried to silence the inner voice, always critical, always judging. Sometimes it would be softened, muted, yet always it remained, lurking somewhere within him. Not so lucky, Stepney!
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The Moment | The Eclectic Chair
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Omega rested her hand on Harlow’s head, whispering to him gently, soothing him, healing him. Stepney’s gaze remained on the sight before him, girls made machines, technology made human. The speaker turned to a panel on the wall beside him, raising his arms in benediction. Our time is now, he said. Our time is now, echoed the crowd before him. None of this is right, said Calvin. The eyes. Whatever the mutilation, the pain, the travesty which had been inserted into her, the eyes could not be mistak...Showt...
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Respite | The Eclectic Chair
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Order and chaos. Chaos and order. Erupting, a million fractal images in a single glance. A world out of time, out of place. The City, the tower within, a rebellion, violence and freedom, tyranny and regret. The proud, the scared, the defiant. Men and women reaching beyond their grasp. Bombs fall, explosions rip. Children run, alone, scared, parents sacrificed for the sake of tomorrow. The tyranny of violence and the violence of tyranny, exploding all around in a purple haze. I cannot say, Stepney replied...
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The Bar | The Eclectic Chair
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The lyrics in this post are taken from the song Mrs. O by the Dresden Dolls. http:/ www.dresdendolls.com. He couldn’t explain it. Stepney followed the woman, hauling the unconscious Harlow behind him. The crowd beyond stood unmoving, unbreathing, frozen in time and space. As they made their way through the door, there was no sensation of change, no blazing moment of transference. They simply went from one place to another. Nothing more. The truth won’t save you now. The sky is falling down. He cast it to...
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Bachnarr | The Eclectic Chair
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Xariel was back on familiar ground, and it gave his thoughts at least temporary respite from the nightmarish thoughts of the coming war. Even if scouting out the enemy was what he had tasked himself with. One day, Xari, you will study there and learn the deep secrets of the Universe. Well met, Starcaller, he said warmly as he descended from the sloop. Delariel bowed her head gently. Majesty, she said in a voice older than the firmament, I felt I might see you today. Delariel had nodded serenely without c...
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Goodbye Ground Control | The Eclectic Chair
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Would I be a space cadet. Step through heaven’s gate. Would I be a space cadet. Another step to take. Would I be a space cadet. I think my shuttle’s wrong. Searching for Major Tom. Ground Control, the count hits three. Ground Control, can you hear me. Count hits one, just let me say. Ground Control, the Major never went away. Step outside the atmosphere. Black of space beyond. Spirit lives within here still. Dust to dust, a world apart. I dream an angel’s song. Searching for Major Tom. A beauty to behold.
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The Children | Her Name Is Omega
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Her Name Is Omega. August 7, 2009 at 12:14 pm ( anthropolis. And still the children danced. Their eyes, the cameras freed from the iron grip of order and freed to the winds of anarchy, passed over the City, taking in the upheaval. The mass of people in the marketplace broke free, yet still the Guardsmen fought on, lost without their commanders. The people hit the floor, bleeding, screaming, yet the crowd still advanced and the Guardsmen still retreated. And still the children danced. And still the childr...
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Escape | Her Name Is Omega
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Her Name Is Omega. August 10, 2009 at 3:21 pm ( anthropolis. The three of them made their way down the street in silence, Omega praying for her daughter to remain calm, Levi and Simeon following cautiously behind. They reached the end of a street; Omega peered a little around the corner, saw nothing, beckoned for them to follow. Levi spoke, his voice low. What now? Simeon’s face was grim. Then they will know everything. They already do. Omega touched his arm gently, but Simeon pulled away. You are commen...
