L.C. Schäfer
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I'm not a writer! I've just had too much coffee!
Sometimes writes under S.E.Holz
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Dream Milk
The very famous writer descended the groaning wooden steps to his basement. He was wealthy enough that he could've had a sleek new staircase fitted ten times over, and not noticed the cost. He felt the ominous squeaking really lent to the ambience, though.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Unhinged. Content Warning.
"When it starts," Phil said (thick, freckled fists clenched) "You join in. Got it?" Riley, a scrap of a boy next to his mountainous classmate, gulped and nodded. It was hard to believe they were both fifteen. Phil sloped to the back of the line.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Magnus Opus [Excerpts from Prof. J. Doran's Journals]
1OCT2042 Received diagnosis today. I don't look forward to a painful, undignified decline, but am curious about what comes after. I’ve always believed death a transition, rather than an ending. Here's my chance to prove it. Imagine: to upload my consciousness to a spacecraft, leave this dying body behind, and explore the stars!
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Do You Know Who I Am?
People know me for three things. First, my signature look: a combination of large sunglasses and colourful headscarves. Second, what I am most famous for: I create unique stone sculptures. Breathtaking works, which, incidentally, stupid rich people pay too much money for.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
