A Big Bright Shining Star Chapter 1: Foreplay

It was midnight on the streets of Los Angeles. The date was late September of 2016. The sun had set, and the world was still bright and shining. The temperature was stuck in the default 68 degrees that had been written into the very nature of California, like an angel on the tramp stamp of the continent. The clouds in the sky were lit brilliantly from below by the vast expenditures of energy, banishing the night everywhere except the alleyways. A young woman stepped off of her bus, and into the world.

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Guest Fiction: Tale of The Oak Leaf

Over the last few months, a Dutch Patreon patron of mine, and a long-time follower, worked on a bit of a story set in Hell’s Kitchen Sink, set in Binghamton, around the same time that Actus Deus is happening! I helped him out with some editing and making sure it fit the physics and realities of Hell’s Kitchen Sink! Check it out on his Deviantart, https://www.deviantart.com/zincwing, or read it right below the ‘read more’ link! It’s a thrilling thing to have someone interested enough to want to write stories in something I’ve done! I sincerely hope you enjoy.

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Chapter 20: A Goddess walked into a bar. Her lawyer ducked.

“I’m glad you made up your mind,” said Athena, a warm smile on her face. “I had been concerned. It’s been a somewhat trying year. For both of us, I imagine.” Her smile faded, and her eyes went down. “I’m sorry about your friends. About Alfred, and about Polly. Betrayal hurts, and there are few betrayals greater than a hero’s death.”

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Captain Rock Dove and Nazi Warhawks in the Skies of Tunisia Chapter 1: The Silent Company

“You cocky son of a bitch,” I said, glaring at Pale Male. He stood perched in the tree, watching me as he dipped his head down into the body of the pigeon he’d just taken down. I perched in the tree opposite him, my feathers ruffled. “You stand there, eating one of my fuckin’ buddies in front of me. You have some fucking nerve.”

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Secrets Chapter 4: Campfire

It was, I thought, a truly beautiful evening. The sun stood on the horizon, still casting down enough golden light for us to see. The campground was empty of people, nobody interested in camping here at the moment. Rutted tracks were visible in the ground, where people had driven up to the campsite. Dark patches where people had put up their tents. Evidence that this had been a popular place, once. Now, it was empty and quiet.

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