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Chapter 4 A web so complex and intricate few could see past its weavings. Every event and their players tied together unknowingly. But what fate has put together Nubine now had to untangle and change so that it suited her plans. She stood in the dungeons of another conquered keep, for it was in the darkness that she saw clearest. This is where her eyes could truly see beyond the walls that normally confined her. Outside of her body, to fly like a bird across Armello. And to see, with her own eyes, what was happening. And yet she was not omnipresent. Many events eluded her, and she could only piece together what remained behind, to guess wh

Tea and Cigars With Tooth and Tail – Short Story Sir Arnold Law, Prime Minister of His Majesty's government, was sitting in his office, listening to his secretary who in turn was dictating his plan for the next day. The staunch bulldog always appeared to have an expression that suggested either complete disregard of everything and everybody around him, or hostility. It was that, or some believed he was outright lazy, which was far from the truth. Behind those seemingly exhausted eyes was a mind so cunning and ruthless that few could match up to it, especially in the political scene. His office was respectable. While not lacking in sta

The sun was beginning its descend. Long shadows of tombstones and statues tried to bar my way, with no avail. It was cold and unpleasant, like my life for past few months. I believed I had everything planned, but as always I underestimated myself. Now it was time to turn things around for good. Not a soul was present in the graveyard, the great necropolis of our city. With the coming dark my intentions would come that much easier. For a moment I freeze when I hear a sound nearby, of a brush sweeping across stones. I hide behind one of the many tall crosses and gaze from around it. The Groundskeeper, cleaning the paths to the dead. He should

Against the wall was propped up a row of different pieces of card, cardboard and paper. Some of them were filled from top to bottom with letters, some were with images, others with curious symbols. Looking over them was a group of rats. The den they were present in was dimly lit, to allow one to see the symbols and writing, but not too bright or hot to accidentally burn everything in the den down. One of the rats seemed to be scribbling down his own symbols, as if notes, scratching his head in frustration, as if he was just about to reach an epiphany. Finally one of the rats spoke. "So we agree, the Tall-Ones use these to record informatio

Snuffles was looking for a gift for his mate, something special. Something that would appeal to her, something that would truly mean what she meant to him. And so he passed through the many tunnels of his vast home. The rat was born and lived in the extensive underground tunnels and dens known as Mega Burg. And throughout most of his life he was a simple Gatherer, a rat who left the Burg at night to bring back food for everybody, from a massive container that the Tall-Ones filled with all manner of junk, and food, constantly. Being a Gatherer meant you had one of the most unappealing jobs in the Burg. You were expected to be efficient, but