Category Archives: Cyberpunk

of_eden

He was happy to be where he was, in a metaphorical sense. That’s just the way he phrased it. No one was genuinely happy to be where they were. What he really was, was happy to be what he was. … Continue reading

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hard_metal

I ran the fingers along the rigid shell of my other arm. My new arm. The fingers felt painfully ancient after only 20 years when pressed against it. It told me this with electric impulses sent from the future, my … Continue reading

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binary_progression

He floated there for a time eternal, beyond anything. Moments passed but were counted by their quality, not their quantity. There was no need to count them, as they never ended, passing and returning and passing again. An object floated … Continue reading

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