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In Alexandria’s opulent halls, Thoth reclined with Cleopatra, her asp coiled on a cushion, its eyes glinting like jewels.“Caesar’s ambition bores me,” she said, her fingers brushing the tablet. “What can this do?” “Make you divine,” Thoth murmured, his lips grazing her neck. “Leave him. Rule with me.”Her smile was a blade. “Done.” Caesar burst Read more
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The Unseen Luminary I am Elias Ward, born in the year of our Lord 1261, in the shadowed streets of York, a city of stone and secrets in the north of England. My tale is one of brilliance and ruin, of visions that danced beyond the grasp of mortal men, and of a mind that Read more
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Lila met Vince at the worst possible moment. She was behind the counter of her coffee shop at 2 a.m., a barista with a side hustle as a locksmith, when he vaulted over it, leather jacket flapping, and landed in a crouch. Bullets followed, shattering the glass door as three ski-masked goons stormed in, guns Read more
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Before the Earth coalesced, in the roiling abyss of pre-creation, Thoth emerged—not from womb or clay, but from the raw intellect of the void. His ibis head gleamed under starless skies, his eyes twin lanterns of thought. Beside him stood Anu, the Babylonian sky god, his presence vast as the unformed heavens, his beard a Read more
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O tranquil mirrors of a crafted dream,Ye lakes of Craigavon, born of mortal hand,In nineteen-seventy’s dawn, a gleamOf vision carved thee from the sodden land.No ancient springs thy waters did beget,But engineers, with steel and sweat, did strive,To tame the floods that fields would oft beset,And grant a flood-born peace where towns might thrive.Thou hold’st Read more
Dany Slone 