Tag: Hamlet

Images & Words: Void the Light

Images & Words: Void the Light – Part 4

The Spire would have to understand that it was all a mistake and we never intended to go so far against the edicts of the Spire. Why had Taria not told me? When did this happen? How long? Did she conspire against me? No! My mind was awash with thoughts of confusion, panic and betrayal.

Images & Words: Fire of Fanaticism

Images & Words: Fire of Fanaticism

“We’re going to lose her anyway,” I said, surveying Rose and the opposing player in their ballet of violence. She appeared out geared and outmatched, but Rose was usually more cunning than her opponents.

Images & Words: A Dog's Burden

Images & Words: A Dog’s Burden

Crab shows up and vanishes as he pleases. Yet he does so at the strangest of times, enigmatically appearing as if he knows that she needs him or wants to see him. Pets always seem to have a sixth sense in that regard.

Images & Words: In Machina Exspiravit

Images & Words: In Machina Exspiravit

They approached the terminal warily, looking through the lattice at ground level to ensure they could see no one else in the vault.  Hamlet secretly wished he could connect with Gravedigger via his bio.node, but there was no hope this deep under the ground…

Images & Words: Street City Pursuit

Images & Words: Street City Pursuit

The rain was starting to let up, it’s job to cleanse Street City of obsolete and spurious data just about complete. It was an aesthetic method of maintenance utilized to keep immersion intact. But to her it still felt deceptively cold and wet.

SciFi Concept Art: 'Building Atmosphere by' Alexander Mandradjiev

Images & Words: Short on Hél 13

14.7 ± 0.3 psi, surface, Earth standard, milspec, per contract. It was a lofty goal, but one that was drummed into us by the Triocracy on every terraforming colony. Never once have we actually hit that target, but we never stop trying…

Images & Words: Shit Sandwiches

… lull them into a sense of security and purpose, to distract them from most of their miserable existences … not to make them question their keepers. The keepers frowned on that. The sleepers must sleep, even if they don’t know they slumber.

City Red by Georg Hilmarsson

Images & Words: Rooftop Retreat

He looked over the edge and scanned the surrounding glow for signs of Collectors. Gravedigger better goddamn pay up. This avatar heist started out as a cakewalk, but quickly turned into a shit sandwich.

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