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Shelter Found

Previous Chapter  Their initial stumbling had stopped, and now the two Utywan Matoran simply struggled the long hike up the mountain path. Their guide, Okoth, turned for the thirty-ninth time to make sure Bour and Nireta were still with her, … Continue reading

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Shelter Needed

Previous Chapter A Po-Matoran stood atop a rocky outcropping, squinting underneath his Kanohi as he tried to see through the white radiance of the afternoon sun immersing the plains around him. He gleaned small sprouts of shrubbery along the endless … Continue reading

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Disassembly

The shadow of the Kanohi Dragon passed over the eleven Toa as it flew overhead, deciding whether to continue being a pest or to eliminate the pests below. While it made up its mind, Toa Hagah and Toa Mahri alike … Continue reading

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Through the Storm

Previous chapter A rift in space appeared at the top of a dune in the middle of the desert, purple sparks leaping along its edge. From its depths Brutaka stepped out, his bull shaped mask glaring at the horizon around … Continue reading

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Where Groundwater Goes

Previous Chapter  “Why don’t you go home?” Brutaka looked up to find Peck hovering over his table. The Skakdi did not ask hastily, but was merely curious. Wrapping his hand around his mug, he shook his head. “Don’t feel like … Continue reading

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The Village of Weary

Shores of Strathmere, NJ, circa March 2009. Self Taken. Previous Chapter  The Village of Weary Brutaka looked towards the ocean as he cleared away another shovelful of sand, watching his work crew wheelbarrow it back to the beach. With the … Continue reading

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Lighthouse for the Lost

Previous Chapter  From the Journal of Bour: Eight days we have been rowing at sea. Eight days and eight nights Nireta, Tiribomba and I have been paddling home in this ocean, and I wonder when we will find land. How … Continue reading

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