Tag Archives: daemons

It has form.…

So I’ve spent my san­ity day get­ting myself organ­ised… not for my impend­ing hol­i­day, nor clean­ing the house for our *&#$%@# re-​inspection. Nope, I’m prepar­ing for that most won­der­ful time of year: NaNoW­riMo. This year I’ve decided to go in with a lit­tle more than a ran­dom idea and very lit­tle plot plan­ning. Mostly because I plan on

The 7 races of mankind

Another cou­ple of doc­u­ments I found in a pile of old dusty files. Not sure these could be from this world either.

Documents that slipped through reality’s cracks 1

On a warm Octo­ber evening of 1830, in a small mud-​hut hos­pi­tal at the heart of the new Swan River colony, the first Euro­pean child in that region was born. The birth of the young girl was cause for cel­e­bra­tion: her birth sealed the pro­duc­tive and fer­tile future of the colony.
At first she instilled awe and zeal in her fel­low set­tlers as she promptly excelled in any field of endeav­our she put in her mind to attempt. But that would soon change.