Sunday, 13 November 2022

13th November 2022 Writings

 13th

 

Excerpt from: The Engineer and the Time Lady

Having been stimied with that; Alpha decided to take a different track. To look over the internet information for strange events.

 

 

Upon leaving the Bugle that afternoon Nina filled Alpha in on what Peter had divulged.

 

So, you think something is happening with Spider-Man?” Alpha asked.

 

“It certainly seems like it,” Nina answered. “I didn't want to pry too much, but I'll keep looking for him.”

 

According to our investigations here, it seems that there is more to this Earth than it appears,” Alpha said.

 

 

“Oh?”

 

There is much in the data from the internet,” Alpha said.

 

“Of course.”

 

We're still going through it. But there seems to be rumors of magic within New York City at a place called the Santum Sanctorum. The location references are contradictory, but it most often refers to a place in Greenwich Village.

 

“I'll keep an eye out for it.”

 

Words: 146

 

 

Excerpt from: Collaborative Arthurian Scenario

Uthorius (Imperiator Imperium Britannia 447 – 470)

Issue: Artorius I, Morgaine,

 

 

6 November 503

Katherine awoke and saw that Nimue was cooking breakfast, as usual in their journey to Londinium.

 

“You’re awake,” Nimue commented.

 

“Yes,” Katherine responded.

 

“We should be in Londinium by late afternoon.”

 

“Finally,” Katherine murmured as she looked out over the river.

 

Words: 55

 

 

Excerpt from: A Fellowship of 10

He took a look up and down the Road. No one was in sight; and he led the way quickly down towards the wooded valley.

 

 

The Shire Hobbits enjoyed that part of the journey better than any they had had so far. The woods in the valley were still leafy and full of colour, and seemed peaceful and wholesome. Frodo saw that the Strider guided them confidently among the many crossing paths. He was certain that even Merry would have been at a loss if they were left to themselves. He looked at Hanna and she seemed to be in awe of the Ranger, especially as they were taking a wandering path.

“Bill Ferny would have watched where we left the Road, for certain,” Strider said. “Although I don’t think we will follow us himself. He knows the land around here well enough, but he knows he is not a match for me in a wood. It is what he may tell others I’m afraid off. I don’t suppose they are far away. If the think we have made for Archet, so much the better.”

 

‘That’s not reassuring,’ Frodo thought.

 

 

2 October 1418 SR

“We’re close to the Marshes now, aren’t we?” Hanna asked Strider as she walked with him shortly after they broke camp.

 

“Yes. We’ll get there today,” Strider answered.

 

Words: 222

 

 

Excerpt from: Troubles of Ronisaka

‘Of course, Clara is still asleep,’ he thought. It would still be a couple hours. He took the time to look through the planet’s network for more information.

 

 

Clara was ready to face another day on the planet and to try to figure out what was going on. After getting dressed in a similar style as the previous day, she joined the Doctor for breakfast in the Common Room. “So, what is the plan?” she asked once she had got her breakfast.

 

“I still haven’t got much of a plan,” the Doctor admitted.

 

That wasn’t surprising to Clara.

 

Words: 98

 

Excerpt from: Friday the 13th

A few minutes later, they were outside the building, where they met Helga. “Wait,” she said. “I don’t think you should come closer,” she added uncertainly.

 

“Why not?” Bronwyn asked.

 

“Some strange things have occurred. Besides, there is now a hole in the roof. It may not be safe to go inside,” Helga answered.

 

“Is what caused it still there?” Johanna asked.

 

Helga shook her head. “Nothing’s there now, besides dust and some strange acid.”

 

“I’ll risk it anyway,” Bronwyn decided. She and the others rushed past Helga into the buildings.

 

 

“There is a lot of damage here,” Jess Bellington said upon entering the lecture theatre.

 

Helga entered after them. “We better get out of here. The damage is spreading!”

 

There was creaking above. “Uh oh!” Bronwyn said.

 

“Run!” Helga called.

 

Words: 131

 

Total: 652

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