Narrative R1

  • The Worst Days of your Life

    At the a academy, things of course happened. Brita wasn’t there for any of them. The girl was 17 years old – had not transferred from another school – and still was not a member of any clubs, cliques, or friend groups. In an environment where everyone was raised thinking they were the protagonist of… Continue reading

  • Organic Connections

    Trina had to find a seat by a plug. That was fine, she’d had a lecture in this room last spring term. There was at least one under the fourth row of chairs, where the old projector used to be plugged in – the “flimsy flipper” type. New digital one – now caged – was… Continue reading

  • Massaging Social Convention

    “Have you checked the mail?”A moment after the appartment’s front door opened, Trina was back into her emails. She couldn’t check them on her phone – first, that was illegal while driving. Phone poles had long enough to grow up in front of you, the way it reduced reaction time. Second, replying to emails on… Continue reading

  • Iuviuvuiv.xdoc

    The following statements are false. ~ There are two kinds of beasts known; The Ethereal, and the Temporal. The Temporal may be split into the Mechanical and the Biological. In parallel, the Ethereal may be split into the Developmental and the Intransient. A Soul is a developmental beast that is bound to a biological beast… Continue reading

  • Putting on a Mask

    She was trained to be a Mongolian contortionist by the best – and far too early in her career, had suffered injury that kept her from performing. She then coached for a few years, trying to find new students in an adopted country, and in the free time trying to help rebuild the missing historical… Continue reading