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Day 61. 153 pages, 72,127 words.

Here’s a random and interesting fact for your Saturday.

Back when I first started writing material for the extended… 745 more words

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Longrass IX (from the cutting room floor)

Day 60. 151 pages, 71,338 words.

The leaned out over the soft grass, and casually spat a dark stream of bile from its elongated muzzle. The black liquid hit the grass with a hiss, and immediately began to kill it. 195 more words

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Longrass VIII (from the cutting room floor)

Day 56. 143 pages, 66,767 words. Yeah, not much done Sunday.

The two stood on the hillock, looking out over the plain with their sightless vision. 423 more words

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Longrass VII (from the cutting room floor)

Day 49. 123 pages, 56, 656 words.

Invasion stuck his head through the panel and sniffed.

“He came this way, but a long time ago,” he reported, drawing back and turning to his partner. 263 more words

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The Cortana, III (Way Backstory 7)

Day 47. 120 pages, 55, 356 words.

Inevitably, Hoat asked the question.

“Isn’t it Vampires that can’t go out during the day?”

And Gabriel, of course, gave the obvious answer. 418 more words

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The Cortana, II (Way Backstory 6)

Day 47. 120 pages, 55, 356 words.

“Do you know her?” Senior Sergeant Barnaby Hoat (no relation) asked eagerly.

“Can’t say I do,” Gabriel replied. “I’ve done some research, but never seen her in person.” 537 more words

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The Cortana, I (Way Backstory 5)

Day 47. 120 pages, 55, 356 words.

He stopped overday on an aircraft carrier, the Cortana. The reverend on duty in the vast ship’s small and utilitarian multi-denominational chapel was actually a senior sergeant, a large cheerful Intervangelist from the American Floods by the name of Barnaby Hoat. 413 more words

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