Sophia Martin
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I was seriously tempted to take Arthur up on his offer. Stay here, let the rabble outside do whatever it was they were so intent on doing, and then sift through the wreckage for any useful items for life on a tropical island. Someone had to have a pair of sunglasses on them I could nick. “But if we stay in here,” I said, “won’t time remain frozen?” “Not at all,” said Arthur. “I can turn it on or off as I please, always could.” “So all those times I entered one of these black holes…-
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The archway before me did not look very inviting. It was an open mouth with a strong suggestion that there was a throat attached, leading to a stomach full of acid. More accurately, it was a dark alcove in what appeared to be a solid stone wall, but appearances can be deceiving. If you imagine the worst, that’s probably what you’ll find. If you imagine the best, the worst will still be waiting for you, it’ll just have the added element of surprise. Should I go in and have a look? Clearly, I was…
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What you have to understand is that I was trying to find my way to becoming a man. A real man, not those buffed twats they use to convince us to buy perfume for men. And calling it cologne doesn’t help. If you want something to sound like it smells wonderful, maybe don’t name it after the fourth densest conurbation of German people. I had reached an age when simply meandering through life wasn’t acceptable. Soaring through the air in a magic-guided missile wasn’t exactly a gratifying experience,…
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For those who aren't in my Discord (and why not?) just a quick note to let you know HTADDB is going to be updating twice weekly until Christmas (Wednedays and Fridays) as I try to manage my time a little better and avoid burning out. I also hope it will help improve the writing a bit as I feel the standard has dropped recently (because I'm knackered) and the story is in danger of getting a bit muddled as I find it harder and harder to remember what the fuck happened months and years ago in this…
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Helping people is supposed to make you feel good. Hold the door open, help carry luggage, give a lift to the airport. It soon starts to wear you down. You need to find a balance. Most people achieve it by choosing things that appear to be them going out of their way to selflessly offer assistance to those who need it, while actually doing very little and expending the least amount of effort possible. Cynical? Sure. I’m not saying there aren’t people who don’t genuinely put themselves out for a…
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“...3!” I lunged. My plan was simple. I attack Peter with the spike, aiming for his head. Jenny would be forced to make a choice. We would all know what the deal was going forward. Peter had all sorts of magic resistance and who knows what other ways to avoid death and various other responsibilities, but a good stab in the head was usually hard to live with. In any case, if my theory was correct, a direct attack on Peter would cause Jenny to realise she’d been compromised. It was a good plan, I…
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Jenny sat on the step with her head bowed and her hair falling forward every time she pushed it back. “You enjoyed that, didn’t you?” she said with not a little bitterness. She sounded tired and slightly out of breath. “It was alright,” I said. “I’m not really into petty revenge.” “Lucky me,” said Jenny. I certainly had my grievances against Jenny, but she had more than proved herself when it came down to the main question of our relationship, which was, of course, Any reasonably…
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Just because I was pumped up and ready to take on the main contender didn’t mean I wasn’t shitting myself. Even with a solid belief in my ability to handle myself and with a good bunch of powers at my disposal, I knew full well that I was capable of screwing this up. Or being screwed over by those around me. My encounter with Gideon had shown only too well that I was vulnerable. I wasn’t the only one who had powers. I did, however, have an army of the dead. They were particularly good at not being…
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Once the initial surge of adrenaline had subsided (I was up against a girl, my chances of winning were very nearly fifty percent) the incongruities of the situation started to itch at the back of my mind. I was in the adjacent world where only a very few people had the ability to move around, and none of them as freely as me. And yet, Claire had just waved at me. She was still waving at me. I floated closer to the screen to get a better look at Claire’s endless wave. After watching closely, it was…
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It was an amazing sight, the ship bursting into a cloud of sawdust. It seemed to balloon out, then suddenly lost its shape and transformed into a firework of a spider with far too many legs. Bits of the ship that had managed to avoid being vaporised were shooting off in all directions, leaving behind trails of smoke. “Ooh, it’s pretty,” said Flossie, “like a big floofy octopus or summit.” The spider seemed to be turning into an octopus because the legs were getting longer. And by longer, I mean…
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