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Author Topic: Quantum: A short story inspired by a dream my brother made  (Read 235 times)
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« on: January 17, 2011, 05:19:05 am »

My brother made a very weird dream, so weird than it inspire me the following:
 
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This was an incident-less trip until then for the airnaught HEAS Praetorian. Captain sir Alan Magnant of Lutecia stood on the deck watching the immensity of the sky. His greatest sin was pride and his greatest virtue was pride His air ship was the pride of all the Holy Britanian Republic and himself was a multi-decorated officer. So it was with a bit of bore than the captain considered this flight. But in the life he was living, boringness is bliss. While he was on this reflection, the ship sonar began to ringing violently. ‘’ Warlock upfront!!! ’’. Effectively, in this instant a young man riding a broom and wearing a black toga and a pointy hat, was flying in front of the ship. ‘’Who is he?’’, the captain asked. ‘’ I would say than we confronted to Dr Justinian A.M Sabine, classed no 1 in the Republican’s Most Wanted Database’’ his second in command Simon Grey answered. ‘’ Big Fish, he? Too bad we got him so easily’’ say Magnant and after a dramatic pause….’’ Shoot the black hole’’. On this instant, a instable vortex opened in front of the fugitive witchcrafter who got swallowed immediately without even have the time to be surprised. ‘’ A well done execution of a heretic, I say’’ exclaimed Captain Magnant, ‘’Well done indeed’’ exclaimed Mr. Grey.

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This was an incident-less trip until then for the airnaught HEAS Praetorian. Captain sir Alan Magnant of Lutecia stood on the deck watching the immensity of the sky. His greatest sin was pride and his greatest virtue was pride His air ship was the pride of all the Holy Britanian Republic and himself was a multi-decorated officer. So it was with a bit of bore than the captain considered this flight. But in the life he was living, boringness is bliss. While he was on this reflection, the ship sonar began to ringing violently. ‘’ Warlock upfront!!! ’’. Effectively, in this instant a young man riding a broom and wearing a black toga and a pointy hat, was flying in front of the ship. ‘’Who is he?’’, the captain asked. ‘’ I would say than we confronted to Dr Justinian A.M Sabine, classed no 1 in the Republican’s Most Wanted Database’’ his second in command Simon Grey answered. ‘’ Big Fish, he? Too bad we got him so easily’’ say Magnant and after a dramatic pause….’’ Shoot the black hole’’. On this instant, it was not only one black hole who opened but more or less thirteen. More or less, as the sector don’t last long enough for anybody to give a precise number.



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« Reply #1 on: January 18, 2011, 03:12:56 am »

Wow, nice story! Especially with the black holes! *turns left* Wait, what's tha- AAAAA-
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