About Tower Curator
Stories
6
Chapters
1,003
Words
3.6 M
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Reading
12 d, 8 h
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Erika held fast to the handrail of the subway car, watching the sparse lights outside the windows fly past. People sat around her, occupying the seats and, occasionally, standing off to the sides. They talked among themselves, listened to music with their earbuds, and generally just lived. It had been a week since that ‘gas leak’ shut down the subway, and everyone was already perfectly willing to trust that everything had been taken care of. To be fair, everything had been taken care of. Erika knew…-
268.4 K • Ongoing
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“Yep… dragged us off to the station and read us our rights,” Rick grumbled as he sat in the back room of Varn’s, typing away on his laptop. “Good thing Leslie wasn’t there. He’s got a family to worry about.” “Excuse me?” Anna said, narrowing her eyes. “I have a mother to take care of. Leslie’s family can take care of themselves—” “It isn’t a competition, Anna. And you know Leslie would help your mom out if something happened to you.” Anna stared at the back of…
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268.4 K • Ongoing
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He adjusted his necktie as he stood in the elevator, watching the floor indicator slowly increase. Even though the building was only ten floors, the aged elevator took its sweet time. He occupied the time by picking off small bits of lint or dust from his suit—most were probably imaginary specks, but a clean suit made for a clean mind. A single chime accompanied his arrival to the final floor. Picking up the long black case at his feet, he stepped out into the old Gilmore Building’s…
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268.4 K • Ongoing
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Eva smiled as she leaned back, enjoying the warm rays of the sun. It was a nice day out. A nice blue sky with a few clouds, just enough to provide the occasional spot of shade. There wasn't much wind, not even a light breeze. Eva wasn't complaining. It wasn't hot enough in early April to need a breeze and the lack of wind kept her long hair from flailing about. The only things truly off about the day were the violet streaks that hung overhead. They were almost invisible against the blue hues of the…-
1.0 M • Completed
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“Subways are creepy enough,” Sofia said, peering into a darkened tunnel. “Underground walkways that lead on forever… gives me the shivers.” “Don’t forget the monsters,” Erika chirped, swinging her flashlight back and forth. She had been in the Chicago Pedway one time, walking the short route from the Red Line to the Macy’s State Street. It had been clean, brightly lit, wide enough to accommodate a dozen people side-by-side, and moderately empty. Not a lot of people used the…
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268.4 K • Ongoing
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Erika Walker stared at the Red Hot Chili Peppers poster hanging from her ceiling. She noted the four strips of masking tape at each corner were peeling away from the ceiling, losing their adhesiveness at a glacial yet noticeable rate, reminding her that she needed to replace it soon. Otherwise, she would end up with the poster falling on her while she was sleeping. Or, it would if she ever managed to get some sleep. In the last five days, since becoming aware of her mother, Erika found it difficult…
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268.4 K • Ongoing
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What a mess. First, The Castle and The Puppet. Now this? The Art surveyed the subway utility tunnel with a vacant expression. The doll-like porcelain face she wore couldn’t emote. If it could, she imagined it would have been twisted in a disgusted snarl. At the very least, her nose would have wrinkled from the foul stench lingering in the air. Like rancid sewer pipes. The Art didn’t find it all that unpleasant, if she were being honest. It was almost… fragrant. Her senses and…
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268.4 K • Ongoing
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Erika did not panic. “The Analyst and I appreciate The Eclipse’s cooperation with this matter.” She wasn’t sure if she could panic. There was a moment, right when she heard the word stop, that she felt that spike of adrenaline. But it was gone now. “Of course. The Emperor was most invested in this project. She will be pleased to hear it turned out well.” The Hanged Man and the worn-out accountant were talking. Erika couldn’t turn her head, but neither had moved out of her view. At…
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268.4 K • Ongoing
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“Just got the word over the police scanner ten minutes ago,” Rick said as Erika hurried into the back of his van. “They haven’t even deemed it a ‘gas leak’ yet, publicly.” Erika let out a small sigh as she buckled herself into the seat. Being around other people certainly felt better after that little scare in the park. She was a bit surprised at how many people she was around, however. Leslie wasn’t here, but Anna sat in the passenger seat, and Sofia was next to Erika on the rear…
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268.4 K • Ongoing
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“So… Who is The Art?” Erika asked as she let a small box of clothes drop onto the floor of what was to be her new room. She opened the cardboard flaps and started placing articles into the closet. They were finally moving into the rental home. Nine days after they went out with an agent on Carter’s birthday, they finally had four walls and a roof that wasn’t a hotel. Erika wasn’t sure if that was fast or slow relative to someone normal needing a rental place in an emergency, as she had never…
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268.4 K • Ongoing
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