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12: Limbo
The trio have been completely scattered. Rai is trapped in thee blank slate that is the First Circle searching for a way to his friends. He can see time running out but he can't see a way to survive, let alone win.
A shimmer of light burst to life in Rai’s eyes then evaporated into muted grey, and dropped Rai onto a stone slab floor with a thud and a painful squish. He tried to push himself up on his hands but what was left of his wrists plunged through the sludge and scraped against the floor. He seethed and hissed in pain as he curled his knees under his chest to push himself up and look around the grey…
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11: Welcome to Hell
Rai and Dagen have found way get to Lilith, but upon arriving in literal Hell, they find themselves wholly unprepared.
Rai and Dagen hurtled down a multicoloured corridor. Their senses exploded as rainbows scattered across their faces, dark stars zipped through the distance like giant flies and the turbulence warped their faces. The dark passage ended in a blank, white disk, appearing beneath them like a light appearing around a corner. Seeing the light, the boys bent their knees, ready for impact. The light then…
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10: Phase Two: Detainment
10: Phase Two: Detainment
The gilded doors of Lust’s throne room rumbled across the floor, singing a low, alto note, signalling the entrance of Avarice. The flecks of gold scattered across Avarice’s blue scales shimmered brighter as he stepped inside. Giggling imps flew in flocks around the atrium, weaving through giant sheets of silk pinned to a mosaic ceiling by golden, bejewelled clasps. The imps paused in the air…
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9: Entrapment
Reeling from Dagen's final night with his mother, the Trinity are feeling confident enough to take the fight to the demons. But are they getting too big too soon?
Blood wriggled underneath the skin around Dagen’s eye, but whether the bruise was violet or still yellowing, he didn’t care. Whether the rain obscured his tears or if his red-rimmed eyes made his pain more obvious, he didn’t care. Old, cold rain sloshed inside his shoes and sputtered with every step. Dagen did not care. He kept his eyes forward; sight trained on where the streetlights bounced off…
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8: It Burns
Dagen waited in bed, arms and legs splayed across a sweat soaked sheet as he listened to the jingle of keys headed towards the door. Dagen stayed still. He could hear the springs wheeze beneath him now and feared how they’d shriek if he moved. Finally, he heard the door open, he heard the easy air ripped asunder by a far-off motorcycle and then the measured slam of his mother leaving for work.…
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7: α
When Rai spoke to them over the phone, they said he didn’t need to bring anything but himself. When Rai asked what he should wear, his parents told him to wear his suit and, in spite of complaints he’d outgrown the joints, he had nothing better. Upon arriving, the diner manager twitched his lips in what Rai assumed was a smile and asked him to wait in the staff breakroom. Rai noted he was wearing…
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6: Phase One: Localisation
6: Phase One: Localisation
Having dragged himself up each gilded step along the mountain between Lord Avarice’s treasury and the lower realms of the Fourth Circle, Paapzi stood atop the final step, spherical body swelling and deflating with each breath. It was only once outside the tall, dark wood doors that Paapzi could see the beauty of his torment. Overlaying lattices of glass mazes, all constantly gliding up, down and…
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5: Growing Pains
“So, why can’t you get a job like Lilith?” harped Josef, arms crossed. “Earn some money, get some experience.”
Previously, Rai had been hunched too close to his computer, focused on completing the line art for a work-in-progress. His wrist ached from holding his mouse at such bizarre angles just to draw a clean line. There had been a knock at the door. Now, Rai’s chair was swivelled to face the…
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4: A Day in the Life
4: A Day in the Life
When Lilith went to bed, she closed her eyes and the night vanished into a dreamless void; she opened them and it was morning. For a long, morning minute she stared at her ceiling, blindly watching the light inch across it. She heard a glissando of clicks as she sat up and rolled her shoulders back. She glanced at her right arm and winced as the purple blotches sunk in mentally and the pain…
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Easter
Lilith unrolled her shirt sleeves for the umpteenth time as the sun slipped behind the clouds again, continuing spring’s cycle of being neither warm nor cool enough. The sounds of children laughing filled the open space, echoing off the trees as kids ran around with colourful baskets in hand, charged with the collection of as many prettily painted eggs as they could. Lilith smiled at the…
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3: If Three's A Crowd, then Four is...
3: If Three’s A Crowd, then Four is…
Dagen shivered as soon as he stepped inside. The September heat felt like a return to summer, but that swelter and warmth was torn out of him by a cruelly, efficient air-conditioner perched above the R.E.S.T. Centre entrance. The glass panels continued to rotate after Dagen passed through. He glanced left and right for familiar faces but found none as he arrived at the edgeless, grey reception…
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