Mr. Ection´s File Cabinet

You´re definitely lost. You´ve been in the Sea of Words, on your metaphorical ship (You´re not quite sure what it looks like, even though you´ve been on it for a while now), and you´re lost. You think about those you´ve left behind to go on this voyage, but their words of warning melt into the void of forgetfulness. You see something floating ahead of you- some sort of file cabinet. It catches onto your anchor, as if it was magnetized, and you rush down to take it off. You heave it on board- it´s not very heavy- and look inside.

This Drawer is Empty

Mr. E´s Stories

A group of documents lay dusty and mildewed in this one. Someone´s written on the pages.

James Brooklyn: A Thought Baby´s first entry! Definitely an experiment of a story. Let´s hope my future creations learn from its mistakes.

Jeremy´s Paradox of Perspective did better than I thought it would. I thank the old gods for discussion forums.

A Glisten in the Heavens: Whatever You Need It To Be did worse than I thought it would. Don´t worry, my child, I am still proud of you.

Cole Pitolinsur Ection´s Box of Stuff

This cabinet is filled with a few items- a shirt in a sickeningly rich shade of blue, a box of clarinet reeds, a MUNI bus ticket, and a pansexual flag. You´ve no idea what they mean. But there´s also a slip of paper!

Hi there! I´m Cole, Mr. Ection, whatever you need to call me. In the real world, I am a high school student in California, thinking of little stories now and again. I hope you enjoy my current stories and that my next will be even better.

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