The midday sun was blazing high in the sky as Aleks took a break. His hands felt rough as he took a sip of the chilled wine he had set out for himself. The area around the cottage was full of broken branches, scattered leaves, and various small pieces of detritus from the storm that … Continue reading Atlas – 11
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Aleks was scrubbing the last pot that needed cleaning when Sol tapped him on the shoulder. She then turned and tilted her head towards the sitting area of the cottage. Aleks wiped off his hands on the apron he had on then took off the apron and hung it up. As he sat down on … Continue reading Atlas – 10
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Aleks knelt by the base of a large bush, eyes scanning the roots. Sure enough, there were telltale signs of a boar that had come rooting through here. The boars he had seen were enormous. He still wasn't sure where this place was but the fauna and the flora told him enough that it wasn't … Continue reading Atlas – 9
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Sol sat back in a lounging chair in the sitting room area of her cottage. She offered Aleks the seat across from hers, a coffee table of sorts sitting in between. He took a seat and found the plush and comfort of it hugging him comfortably. He was a little disturbed by how well it … Continue reading Atlas – 8
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Aleks woke with a start as the emergency ring came from his phone. The specially programmed ringtone was one that was issued to every sanctioned hero. All participating governments had a built in system designed by Technomancer, the greatest known technopath. The message relayed immediately as he pressed his phone to his ear.. He didn't … Continue reading Atlas – 5
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"I don't think I'll ever get used to patrolling in broad daylight." Aleks said to his comm as he floated in the air above the Quezon City skyline. The broadcast station on his left was starting to see more foot traffic as the morning rush came to a staggering crescendo. The highway next to the … Continue reading Atlas – 4
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Aleksander breathed in deep, then exhaled slowly as he sat by open bay doors of the jet, flying over the skies of Hong Kong. He raised his hands, examining the special weave of fabric that was light as a feather, but tough as a plate of metal on a tank. The specialized tactical suit that … Continue reading Atlas – 1
