

Light Chp2:Pt1: BloodAmelia watched the clock on the wall complacently; it was nearly noon and there had been little business so far. A few people came and went, but they were taken care of by the other two secretaries on the floor--non-human ones. She felt as if the humans had already been banished from the city, treated like invisible specters.Light Chp2:Pt1: Blood
Around half past noon, Amelia's face brightened a little bit as she saw Ivan walk through the spinning glass doors across the hall from her. He looked around, making sure no one was paying unneeded attention to him, and then crossed the open floor to Amelia's desk.
"Hey," she cheerfully greeted


Light Chp1: Pt3: UndergroundAlice and Ivan made their way through the tunnels briskly. Alice knew her way well, so Ivan had to be careful to notice if she made a sudden turn. The walls were metal, similar to the door outside and it was cold and damp--side effects of the rain water leaking in from above.Light Chp1: Pt3: Underground
Ivan shivered in the cooler climate, but Alice, who was use to the tunnels and their atmosphere, was comfortable. The tunnels were beginning to slope downward, diving far beneath the city streets above. They continued traveling for about an hour before coming to a sudden stop. They had arrived at another metal door, although this one was much larger than the


Light Chp1: Pt2: MorningIvan opened his eyes slowly. He was home. Safe--for now at least. He got out of bed and looked around his apartment. It was a one room type; two if you included the bathroom. In one corner, decorated primarily with pictographs of Amelia and himself, was a small refrigerator and a stove. Across the room two shelves stocked with books, holographs, and more pictographs sat perfectly neat, just how Ivan liked it.Light Chp1: Pt2: Morning
He dressed quickly, donning a pair of comfortable pants and a long sleeved shirt. He liked to dress simply, like he preferred everything. He walked to his refrigerator and opened it and extracted a small bottle of liquid. It


The House at Divine ComedyThe House at Divine Comedy A dialogue between Dante and Winnie the PoohThe House at Divine Comedy
"...I came to my senses in a dark forest, for I had lost the straight path. Oh how hard it is to tell what a dense, wild, and tangled wood this was..." ~Inferno, The Divine Comedy
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As I crested the hill, I came to realize that I was not alone - there was some stout form ahead, resting against a tree. Approaching them, a soft humming reached my ears - whoever it was must have been singing. My vision cleared of shadow and I made out what appeared to be a small yellow bear.  
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