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PeacefulI'm going to post some of my writing. I'm starting with my main story Kiraken. I think it gets better as it goes on. I'll post the next few episodes tomorrow.
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Kiraken: Episode 4Episode 004: Poster ChildKiraken: Episode 4
"Hello, I'm Joden Listirra and welcome back to Kiraken Today."
"Why does it seem like this is the only show we watch?" asked Scharr.
"Maybe it is," Neret replied.
"We have a new development this morning in a story we've been tracking for several days. Members of a small organization called Kirakenians for Direct Democracy have been staging a demonstration in front of the Parliament building since Monday. Since then, they have refused requests to be interviewed, but it now appears that one of them is prepared to make a statement to reporters. We'll take you there no
by ~Aughadan
Kiraken: Episode 3Episode 003: All News, All The TimeKiraken: Episode 3
President Neret Naluk sat quietly at his desk in his office. He gazed intently at the phone while tapping a pencil against the smooth wood of his desk. He stayed that way, silent and still except for his frenzied pencil tapping, for maybe 30 seconds. At that time, he let out a sigh, dropped the pencil abruptly, and grabbed the open phone book on the corner of his desk, sliding it towards him. He barely glanced at the number before tapping it into the phone.
An answer came after a couple of rings. "Coalition for Morals and Modesty headquarters, how may I direct your call?" The voice
by ~Aughadan
Kiraken: Episode 2Episode 002: FalloutKiraken: Episode 2
"Um, hey Prez?"
"Yes," President Neret Naluk replied warily. Anything that made Vice President Kelardis hesitant had to be bad news for Naluk.
"You haven't, uh, looked out of your window lately, have you?"
Naluk began to rise slowly out of his chair. "No... why?"
Scharr Kelardis took a deep breath and clapped his hands together. "Well, you better have a look."
President Naluk walked around his desk and over to the lone window of his office. This did not take long since, truth be told, his office was rather small. Naluk may have technically been
by ~Aughadan
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