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The Night I Met the Shadow in My Parents Room

Unsure of what I had witnessed a few moments before. I headed back to the room with the figure in it. Before I could make it all the way, a key came flying into the hallway, bouncing against the wall. A metallic clink echoed down the hallway as the key struck my chest.

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My Problem With the Prime Directive

My Problem With the Prime Directive

Of all the lofty ideas to come out of Star Trek, none frustrates me more than the so called Prime Directive. General Order 1: The Bedrock of Starfleet Morality The supposed bedrock of Starfleet’s moral compass. The rule that, in theory, forbids interference in the natural development of other

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The Dark Muse: Stealing Creativity

The Dark Muse: Stealing Creativity

Every writer chases inspiration, yet sometimes what we welcome as a muse Becomes something darker. It does not whisper new ideas, it drains them, leaving only echoes of what has been written before.

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