When magic and technology cross paths, all heck will break loose.
#83 today (Sub-genre)
Spun around like a seer's needle A philosopher so lost in his riddle Tries to speak but no longer able Drifting in the deepest dream
Peak in sub-genre #4
.. only words will remain when the feces hits the fan.
#81 today (Sub-genre)
a starfield within our sight - even in broad daylight
Peak position #99
This digital doppleganger tragically tramples his legacy, making him a postmortem pitchman.
Peak in sub-genre #5
"I think I had an epiphany, a peek at how all this goes.."
Peak in sub-genre #27
He made his trek to the sea on a rainy night, beckoned by an alien presence yet strangely familiar..
Peak in sub-genre #25
I rose from the water as someone else..
Peak in sub-genre #18
'It wavers to and fro, like a ghost on video..'
Peak in sub-genre #23