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the .tar - Photo Fiction with a Science Fiction Twist
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Photo Fiction with a Science Fiction Twist. I am a Navigations Officer. It is my job to steer my craft and guide my crew,. During the endless slumber. Just in time to listen to my tale of woe. Check my calculations first. Maybe there has been an error. Though I doubt you could do any better. I wasn't always this way, you know. I never chose this path. My fate was decided for me, by masters of an elder race. Long since gone and forgotten. By everyone it seems. How did it happen? Her name, her face. Single...
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Church of Our Ancestors - Through Emerald Colored Eyes - Photo Fiction with a Fantasy Twist
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Through Emerald Colored Eyes. Photo Fiction from the Outer Realms. The Church of our Ancestors. The church of our ancestors:. Where the path leads? Or which one to follow? Holding back empty taboo? And some of that old time regret? At the end of the day,. When the clock runs out,. Do you really want to take the chance? And miss that boat? Yeah, I didn't think so. Next in the series. For More Like This. And like nothing else).
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Making the Passage - Ghostly Aura Photo Fiction
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Ghostly Aura Photo Effect. Photos with a Twist. Eat, drink, and be merry. And at the appointed hour. Hope for the best. Perhaps a wishing well. All your dreams come true. But the truth is,. You have to make your own way. Down a path,. Walked by others a thousand times before. Through the trees,. Where roots run deep. That's what it is. Full of the dead. But the sights to behold. But within lies the door,. To those waiting paitently on the other side. You might actually think you know where you're going,.
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Footsteps In the Dark - Ghostly Aura Photo Fiction
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Ghostly Aura Photo Effect. Footsteps In the Dark. A Typical Sunday Walk. A Photo Journal with a Twist. Contents not suitable for those unable to follow in my footsteps. This is not the Ministry of Truth. The Elvin lands went green. Powering the compound beyond. I'd be happy to dwadle,. But down a sloping corridor. Wait, I seem to have gotten ahead of myself. Hold up there, where are you going? She's on a bike, you'll never catch her. Busy times on the street. Everyone is going somewhere, doing something.
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A Boy and His Droid - from The Tales of the Nav - Photo Fiction with a Science Fiction Twist
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A Boy And His Droid. Photo Fiction with a Science Fiction Twist. There's not much point making friends in the service. Still, I had one. Can't say as I remember his face. Or come to think of it, even his name. But what's in a name? What I do know is that he went on shore leave,. That very first stop. To see the local. Flora and fauna,. Or maybe it was to take in the local culture. Learn the science of their ways. That endless quest to see the Face of God,. Most often, reflected within. TALES of the NAV.
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The Art of The Science - Tales of the Nav - Photo Fiction with a Science Fiction Twist
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The Art of The Science. Photo Fiction with a Science Fiction Twist. Tales of the Nav. There's not much to see from the street. Or even the upper floors. But really, what's to see? But through the Grace of God. One can be there. At that distant port of call. A new Science Officer never looked so good. Or was gotten so cheap. But then, you know what they say. Finding the right person for the job is more of an art than science. TALES of the NAV. More stuff like this). For food and such).
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Getting an Alignment - from Tales of the Nav - Photo Fiction with a Science Fiction Twist
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Photo Fiction with a Science Fiction Twist. Tales of the Nav. Barracuda worms, space fish. It was a pretty planet. But I wouldn't have stopped here. Not on my own. Mucking up the works. But out in the wilds, there is one here who knows. That today, this moment, is all that one has. And all the rest is rubbish. And with that, I must go. For that's all the crumbs I have on this day. TALES of the NAV. More stuff like this). For food and such). Programing, mostly JavaScript).
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The Spaces In Between - Through Emerald Colored Eyes - Photo Fiction with a Fantasy Twist
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Through Emerald Colored Eyes. Photo Fiction from the Outer Realms. The Spaces In Between. A pigeon in every roost. A downward trending cycle. The meter is running. Next in the series. For More Like This. And like nothing else).
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Jubilee - Through Emerald Colored Eyes - Photo Fiction with a Fantasy Twist
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Through Emerald Colored Eyes. Photo Fiction from the Outer Realms. Wave to the passing crowds. But as to who will rule tomorrow? Almost always comes down to the luck of the draw. It was a clean sweep. Spades carrying the day -. Just in case you're wondering. With marked cards,. There really is no such things as. The luck of the draw. Or an honest day at the races. Next in the series. The Spaces In Between. For More Like This. And like nothing else).
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Tales of the Nav - Photo Fiction with a Science Fiction Twist
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TALES OF THE NAV. Photo Fiction with a Science Fiction Twist. They say, a picture is worth a thousand words. Well, if that's true, then I shouldn't have to write as much. Stories listed in reverse order,. From newest to oldest. Making a Run for the Border. Sign of the Times. Coping with Shore Leave. And a busted modulator array). Psychic readjustments while you wait). The Art of the Science. Or how I stopped worrying whether It was Art or Not. And came to love the Science of it all). Heart of a Cycle.
