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The Azure Bloom(Gothic Style) The conservatory of Blackwood Manor was a cathedral of glass and wrought iron, filled with plants that should not exist. Cecil was a man of quiet obsessions, a botanist who believed that the boundary between the animal and vegetable kingdoms was a mere suggestion. He had spent years grafting human neural tissue into the veins of the *Azurea Nocturna*, a rare, bioluminescent...0 Reacties 0 aandelen 3 Views 0 voorbeeldPlease log in to like, share and comment!
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The Star Beacon of MontparnasseI. The Great Withering did not announce itself with fire or flood. It arrived as a whisper—a gradual greying of the world that no one noticed until the world was grey. The wheat went first, then the orchards, then the grass. By the time humanity understood what was happening, half the breadbasket of the earth had turned to ash, and no one knew whether it was the soil, or the sky, or God who had...0 Reacties 0 aandelen 2 Views 0 voorbeeld
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The Boardroom ApocalypseThe 98th floor of the Obsidian Tower did not have windows; it had "visual interfaces" that projected a real-time, idealized version of New York City. In the boardroom, the air was chilled to a precise 64 degrees, and the silence was so absolute it felt like a physical weight. Marcus sat at the head of the table, his face a mask of predatory calm. He was the CEO of Omniscience, a company that...0 Reacties 0 aandelen 2 Views 0 voorbeeld
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The woman in the mirror had been smiling for seven minutes.Dr. Eleanor Voss knew this because she had been watching the reflection for seven minutes — watching her own reflection smile with a confidence she had not felt in months, perhaps years. The Mirror Protocol interface was a sleek white chair surrounded by a ring of neural sensors, the kind of device that looked like it belonged in a technology demonstration rather than a clinical research lab....0 Reacties 0 aandelen 7 Views 0 voorbeeld
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The WateringThe Watering They called him the Waterer, though his name had been Arthur Penhaligon and before that his father's name had been Arthur and his father's father before that. The name had stuck the way mud sticks to shoes—inexorably, and with a kind of stubborn persistence that the original name never had. He watered the orchard at dawn, every morning, for sixty-three years. Not because the...0 Reacties 0 aandelen 6 Views 0 voorbeeld
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The first time I disappeared, it was in the middle of a C-sharp minor chord.I was playing at the Cellar Door on West 47th Street, the one past the laundromat where the sign flickers between OPEN and DEAD depending on the humidity. We were deep into a number I'd written called "Blue Stardust," and I had the band locked in that slow, dragging tempo that makes people sway without knowing why. Joe on piano was hitting the low keys hard, Benny on bass was walking a line...0 Reacties 0 aandelen 1 Views 0 voorbeeld
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The Beauregard Book of Tomorrow Ghosts起势 The house smelled of magnolia and something else—something older, something that had nothing to do with flowers and everything to do with dirt and buried things. Julian Beauregard stood on the front porch with his rental car keys in his hand and wondered if his grandmother had been mad, or if mad was just the word people in New York used for things they didn't understand. The Beauregard...0 Reacties 0 aandelen 6 Views 0 voorbeeld
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The Algorithm's SmileACT I: THE FIRST USER The code worked on the first try. That should have been the first warning sign. Ed Chen sat in his garage in Palo Alto at 3:00 AM on a Tuesday in October 2003, staring at the terminal as the first user registered on Tang Dynasty Social Network. The username was jenny_writes_22. The password was password123. Ed had set it up himself—default credentials, because he was lazy...0 Reacties 0 aandelen 3 Views 0 voorbeeld
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The Patient from BelowPart I: The Lock Henri Leclerc was thirty-three years old, the youngest mathematics professor at the Ecole Normale Superieure in Paris, and in the spring of 1893 he was on the verge of a discovery that would have changed the course of mathematics. He had been working on hypergeometric functions—specifically, on a class of functions that extended the concept of infinity to higher dimensions. In...0 Reacties 0 aandelen 2 Views 0 voorbeeld
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The patient from belowDr. Eleanor Hart had been coming to the Blackwood Institute for three weeks when she first heard the word transfiguration. The patient who said it was in Room 217—the highest security room on the fourth floor, where the walls were padded with beige fabric that had been stained by decades of fingerprints, heads thrown against them in moments of despair, and hands pressed flat in moments of...0 Reacties 0 aandelen 8 Views 0 voorbeeld
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The Double Life of Thomas VanceThomas Vance opened the bookshop at nine in the morning and he closed it at six in the evening and he did exactly the same thing every day for three years. He straightened the books. He wiped the counter. He drank tea from a cup that said World's Best Bookseller in letters that were chipped and fading. He watched the people walk past the window and he thought about nothing. This was exactly...0 Reacties 0 aandelen 7 Views 0 voorbeeld
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The Time Between SecondsThe doctors who examined Isabel Wentworth after her discovery in 1921 were unanimous on one point: the woman should not be alive. They were less unanimous on everything else. Her pulse was forty-two beats per minute, half the normal resting rate. Her body temperature was two degrees below the clinical baseline. Her pupils dilated and contracted at a speed that seemed independent of the light in...0 Reacties 0 aandelen 6 Views 0 voorbeeld
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