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I didn't post anything here today. I'm just behind again, which seems to always be the case lately. While my thoughts are currently occupied, I actually am working on prompt stuff, too. I'm writing the last entry of the first season of NC. Trying to make it a good ending to nature you guys want more. Just don't have much time now. I think I came up with a good title if I ever turn it into a series of novellas. I like "The Nether." It's short and packs a bit of a punch. Anyway, I hope to catch up again by some point Saturday. Wish me luck. Once that's done, I'll try to interact with everyone's content. It all looks great! Can't wait to read it.
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Frances could only stare right at the numbers, she had only been able to scrape by this much in the last year. The number of people watching were in the thousands, and she wondered, they still recorded most of the footage in addition to streaming it live.
Both of them believing that this was necessary.
Then, it all shut down, everything went missing, nothing could happen.
The cameraman, an intern coming from a local university who worked in media, James came. "What should we do?"
"Let me handle it," she said, gesturing to Gus that she would handle it.
Frances could guess it was a technical fault, although she felt a little more ominous right about it. It didn't feel like one, not with the suddenness and she hasn't had the time to ask others whether they experienced any technical issues.
She called the person through her phone. "Can we get it back on?"
"I'm sorry, but we can't, you broke our guidelines."
"What guidelines, I know the rules inside out, and this breaks nothing." Frances returned her answer.
"I can't answer it, can I get the manager?"
She pursed her lips, they couldn't get them to cave, so they just decided to end it. It was pure censorship, not when the internet was so big, and she always knew that information that wasn't online, was as good as out of reach.
"I'm sorry, but I'm here to warn you, that if you do this one more time, you would lose your entire channel."
"What happened?" Gus had came out, surprised at the termination of their livestream.
"They just said that if we do this one more time, we will lose the entire channel."
Their audience, their viewers, everything. It was hitting where it hurt.
65 views · Mar 5th
Raukrhan watched the Great Old One silently. There was no mistaking what it was; the song-stories said that the Old Ones would come haloed in fire and gleaming to surpass the finery of all the cladelords, and so it had come to pass.
Now, the creature hovered lightly over the Razor Plains, the great blasts of its breath flattening even the stiff blade-bushes below it. Dozens of glowing eyes watched in all directions, and not one of them had blinked since Raukrhan had begun watching.
- - - - - - -
This was the first piece of short fiction I adapted to a Minds blog post when I started posting on this site. Since that was a long time ago when Minds was a very different place, this is probably new content for everyone who'll see this post now.
The story is one of my personal favorite stories from the first year of my "Cosmic Background" short fiction project, and I've updated it several times since first writing it. One of these days I'll make an audio recording of this piece.
https://www.minds.com/aeternis/blog/short-fiction-first-contact-on-makaharwa-988216202266697728
1.31k views · Mar 4th
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9
Frances could only stare right at the numbers, she had only been able to scrape by this much in the last year. The number of people watching were in the thousands, and she wondered, they still recorded most of the footage in addition to streaming it live.
Both of them believing that this was necessary.
Then, it all shut down, everything went missing, nothing could happen.
The cameraman, an intern coming from a local university who worked in media, James came. "What should we do?"
"Let me handle it," she said, gesturing to Gus that she would handle it.
Frances could guess it was a technical fault, although she felt a little more ominous right about it. It didn't feel like one, not with the suddenness and she hasn't had the time to ask others whether they experienced any technical issues.
She called the person through her phone. "Can we get it back on?"
"I'm sorry, but we can't, you broke our guidelines."
"What guidelines, I know the rules inside out, and this breaks nothing." Frances returned her answer.
"I can't answer it, can I get the manager?"
She pursed her lips, they couldn't get them to cave, so they just decided to end it. It was pure censorship, not when the internet was so big, and she always knew that information that wasn't online, was as good as out of reach.
"I'm sorry, but I'm here to warn you, that if you do this one more time, you would lose your entire channel."
"What happened?" Gus had came out, surprised at the termination of their livestream.
"They just said that if we do this one more time, we will lose the entire channel."
Their audience, their viewers, everything. It was hitting where it hurt.
65 views · Mar 5th
Raukrhan watched the Great Old One silently. There was no mistaking what it was; the song-stories said that the Old Ones would come haloed in fire and gleaming to surpass the finery of all the cladelords, and so it had come to pass.
Now, the creature hovered lightly over the Razor Plains, the great blasts of its breath flattening even the stiff blade-bushes below it. Dozens of glowing eyes watched in all directions, and not one of them had blinked since Raukrhan had begun watching.
- - - - - - -
This was the first piece of short fiction I adapted to a Minds blog post when I started posting on this site. Since that was a long time ago when Minds was a very different place, this is probably new content for everyone who'll see this post now.
The story is one of my personal favorite stories from the first year of my "Cosmic Background" short fiction project, and I've updated it several times since first writing it. One of these days I'll make an audio recording of this piece.
https://www.minds.com/aeternis/blog/short-fiction-first-contact-on-makaharwa-988216202266697728
1.31k views · Mar 4th
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