Everything has the potential to be used as a hammer and the founding core of any engineer’s life is in improving the arc of impact, or just working out a way to stop people from trying to use the thing as a hammer to begin with. It’s an application of weighted intent alleviated with the … Continue reading On Engineers
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Candle Drinking and Other Moments of Plight
It was when I drank from the candle on my dining room table that I realised I was probably going to be the knot tied at the end of my bloodline. Thousands of years of human endeavor encircling the very moment in which I poured hot wax onto my tongue and burnt off a reasonable … Continue reading Candle Drinking and Other Moments of Plight
Epilogue
Snow sprawled across the forest floor in the silent blanket of winter’s embrace. Only the sounds of drifts, long caught upon the branches of the pine, dared move that day as the shadow of morning held the forest to silence. No sunlight could walk upon the earth in daple or lay as a second shadow … Continue reading Epilogue
Aya and Carrick Part 9: Magic’s End
In the Eastern forests of the Firwood four friends were preparing to set out from the small cabin they had taken as shelter as the frigid gusts of winter had appeared in blizzard and then departed with the meekness of an embarresed wombat. ‘Hey guys, come look how great Carrick’s hat looks on this horse!’ … Continue reading Aya and Carrick Part 9: Magic’s End
Beer in a Wine Glass
Beer in a wine glass and the warm summer sun that bakes down upon the frosted surface of an outdoor dining table. Four chairs sit casually around this table, each in turn covered by a faded pinstripe plastic--once green and now only washed by rain and sunlight; they grow tacky under the heat of the … Continue reading Beer in a Wine Glass
Aya and Carrick Part 8: The Problem with Giants
A lazy sun rose over distant planes of Eastern Joyce and languidly dropped daylight across the seven kingdoms beyond. Despite the occasional war--often kicked off just to keep the soldiers on their toes--these merry kingdoms had coexisted in the pleasant harmony of free trade and open border crossings; seven rulers all united under the banner … Continue reading Aya and Carrick Part 8: The Problem with Giants
The Polite Way to Fight with Knives
Tensions were high. Tenison, by definition, usually alluded to a state of elevated drama, but today this suspense seemed as though a new level of dramatic *oomf* had been tentatively poured into a glass and then hurled into oncoming traffic. ‘What if I were to place this knife so far up your arse that you … Continue reading The Polite Way to Fight with Knives
Chess for Wizards Part II
‘Ticking you say?’ ‘Yes sir,’ Leyland replied, carefully placing a bundle of towels on the desk before him and then taking three stridesome steps backward, ‘much like a watch that is known for keeping the very wrong type of time, sir; I’ve never heard a more ominous kind of tick, if I may say so, … Continue reading Chess for Wizards Part II
The Night of Thorns
‘I intend to make these lowly sprouts see the error of their ways through the medium of superior firepower,’ Langley the daffodil storde forward with purpose and obstinately barked at the gathered council.Tensions had been high since the attempted coup and the ever dogged garden media had since been sent aflutter with talk of a … Continue reading The Night of Thorns
Aya and Carrick Part 7: A Message Delivered
‘You look a little dishevelled to be a postman...’ Life had been rather difficult for Carrick the adventure wrung wizard. Tired, bruised and as magically absent as a dish towel, Carrick was trying his best to keep a positive outlook but life seemed to be poking him in the eye somewhat. Many moons ago now, … Continue reading Aya and Carrick Part 7: A Message Delivered