Blood-soaked and starved, the child stumbled down the stone alley toward the gutter and death. Her forehead split open as it struck the rough corner of a paving stone.
In the stone of a ring on a man's hand, her face was visible. The Aleph saw all points in the universe at once. His gaunt, white face peered helplessly at her plight. His blue eyes twitched, and his eyebrows furrowed in disgust.
The cold darkness of space separated their worlds. Her life flowed from a thousand fissures. The masked bandit lowered his glowing metallic orange pulse rifle and fired.
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99 Words is a pet project I started in 2011 when at college. The idea was that I didn't have time for writing, but still had passing fancies, visions, plot ideas, and the like. Instead of tossing them to the wayside, I came up with a plan to turn those notes into little chunkules of text, each 99 words long. This is section is still updated.