Oberon: Chapter 1: An Ominous Little ThingOn the northern edge of the empire, in a valley of frozen forests and month-long nights, the city of Fafenheir rests under the auroras. Home to over two-hundred thousand of the empire’s hardiest citizens, it is a place of stone and steel and ice. And on the eastern border of the city lay the Fafenheir public library. A monolith of black brick and stained glass windows, it had stood the test of time unchanged.Oberon: Chapter 1: An Ominous Little Thing by ~Fafenheir
Behind the library’s ancient oak doors and those marvelous windows, a young man sat at the checkout desk, his impatient knuckles rap-rap-rapping a groove into the wooden surface. His eyes were fixed on the grand clock above, counting down the seconds, each taking longer than the last. He was stout of build—some might even say a bit fat, with dark curls he never bothered to comb, wearing the same fur-lined green robe as the rest of the library staff. His shift’s end was nearly an hour away, but Jasper Almassy’s patience had run out two hours ago.
SBTS: Chapter 1 - ApprenticeMorning brought a cool summer breeze through the bustling streets of the city, the air snaking between the endless black spires that stretched toward the horizon. Hidden within the shadows of these glistening towers, the surface teamed with life as thousands of Drones scurried along the metal walkways while others took to the trains that ran down the center of each street. It was a marvel of efficiency that reflected the true nature of its creators, the very creatures that practiced this perfect system. Though they were cowards, Drones were probably the most intelligent and logical thinkers to ever breathe, yet it seems fitting that their power would be hindered by a pacifist's fears. Like most Formics, their physical shape resembled an ant or beetle in a more humanoid form, but they were still indeed different from the other subspecies. Smaller and nimbler than their Worker counterparts, Drones were born runners, a talent that mat