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Cake day: June 15th, 2023

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  • You would assume your job is not too different from most jobs in this country. You sit around all day and wait for your 8 hours to end. You are not supposed to read during it, but as controls are rare and lax, you do so anyway.

    It is generally said that only the least competent people are transferred to your branch. That is not completely correct. In your opinion, the least motivated people end up here. You don’t share the whole pride of the country, serving your country with your life mentality the rest of the military seems to have. When you became a young parent, you needed the job, and your options were limited. The ringing snaps you out of your thoughts. You pick up the black phone. The one your supervisor calls you on. The number that is in the official register.

    The line is dead. The ringing continues. You look around and see that the other phone is ringing. The phone is red funnily enough. You look at it bewildered for a few seconds before you stand up and take your coat. You take the long elevator out of the silo and call your partner. You tell them to take the kids earlier from school and meet you at your favorite ice cream parlor.

    Some silo will pick up that call. Here or on the other side of the world. You might have to break a few traffic laws to make it in time to the shop. You sit in your car, turn on your favorite radio station, and start driving









  • They say there is no stronger magic than the love of a mother. I have seen a guy make half a building vanish with the flick of a wrist, but I still say it is up on this level.

    I was hiding huddled below the roots of a big tree. I could still feel the terribly moist breath of my pursuer on my neck. Everything has once again turned from bad to worse. At this point, I had to accept that the forest was out of question for a possible living space. The unicorn stampede was unfortunate, but I was too careless in approaching them, so it was somewhat my fault. And while it hasn´t taken very long before it became very awkward with the satyr, I can´t really deny that something similar has happened in the city. But the thing following me now was worse. While I could not see anything from my little hideout, I could feel the ground around me filling with water and becoming muddier by the second. The lake where I stirred up this thing had to be at least a mile away, but the creature was still dripping water like it just emerged from the deepest part of the ocean. It was calling me, its voice alluring if I wouldn´t know for sure, the horrors that I would unleash should I listen to it. War, Chaos, and presumably an armada of similar creatures on my heels.

    I reminisced how I got here. I was doing well, considering the circumstances. Told everyone that, at least. That’s what you are supposed to do, right? Saying stuff like: “It just doesn´t feel real yet” or “I am just trying to hang on”. Once somebody answered, “Well she wouldn´t want you to be sad”, like it would fucking matter anymore what she would want. I am positively sure she wouldn´t have wanted me cowering in a dirt patch in the forest but here we were.

    After my mothers death, it only had taken about a week for the effects to start. When I told my classmates I saw a fairy they were so excited. Telling me how rare it is to see any, how lucky I was, how few have met these fabled creatures. When I answered how I couldn´t go running through the park without bumping into one, the demeaners changed. Fake smiles, but I heard them talking behind my back. “Oh how sad it is. The death of a loved one really has some people fleeing into a fantasy”. I was angry, I wasn´t thinking clearly. But when I brought three pots of Leprechaun gold to class the next day, they stopped talking. The problem is, showing you can basically summon magical creatures and an infinite supply on gold gets you the attention of all the wrong people.

    When the government people got me, they said it was just for my own safety, and now I wholeheartedly believed them. But it was too late. I did not listen to them. I did not listen to the high mage guy who wanted me as an apprentice after getting me out of there. I just thought, as a former scout and with a newfound talent to make some very special friends, I would be just fine in the woods.

    But I wasn´t. The curse my mother unwillingly placed on me was too powerful. Her last words on this planet. “My dear, may the beautiful magic of this world always find its way to you.”

    So, I stepped out of my hiding, The being of pure water instantly closed in on me, bulking in front of me and raising a voice that did not accept refusal “There you are! There will be no further discussion or hiding. Are we clear? You will take this sword and I will make you the ruler of England.”