Wisdom Tasks

What better place suited for a scientist than a university? Dr. Kara Stern is a small, pink and black Paralogos who resides on campus of one of Lingua’s largest educational institutions: Sermos University. Bonded to Dr. Aliya Ramirez, professor of cosmology and head of the astronomy department, she lives in the office space of the astronomy building along with four Paralogos colleagues related to the study. Dr. Ster...

Wednesday was errand day and Parthia’s favorite day of the week. Well, kind of. It’s complicated, kinda like Parthia himself. The two-headed Paralogos strolled down the sidewalk alone, a curled scroll in hand. The dinosaur stood nearly three-quarters of a meter tall and had a striking scarlet-scaled hide. A pink stripe stretched from the corner of each eye - on each head - down to the tip of her tail. Black leathe...

The muffled sound of crickets chirping in the cool summer evening filtered its way through the window panes of Dr. Kara Stern’s office. Moths batted lazily against the glass, attracted by the glow emitted from the pink Paralogos’ computer screen. Her claws tapped at the keyboard with great fervor, only pausing to take a sip of her coffee. But all that met her lips was cold ceramic -  her mug was empty. Glancing at the clock display on the corner of the comp...

“Pass the mulch!” The large pink Paralogos standing directly next to Kiana requested, his sail flickering like a roaring fire. The smaller, spotted Paralogos on Kiana’s other side giggled. “Tony! You gotta say ‘please!’”  “Sorry, you’re right. Pass the mulch, please.” Kiana wordlessly held out the ba...

Somewhere very far away, not by distance but by depth, there lives a resident in the caves. They weren't always a resident. At first, they were a visitor. At first, they were perhaps an explorer, or even an adventurer. At first, others knew of them. At first, they could still see. Now the resident roams the caves not by sight, but by memory. Maybe the resident sometimes misses their sight, but the caves are dark and i...

My name is Dr. Kara Stern, and I am a Paralogos bonded to a human woman named Dr. Aliya Ramirez. The doctor prefix is correct - I received my doctorate just like my caretaker and it was done through hard work and merit, not just because my word focus is ‘scientist’. I stick out from the rest of the adopted Paralogos under Dr. Ramirez’ care; they’re not quite siblings… perhaps roommates is the best word? For ...

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE– Aeon jolted awake and slapped their head a few times, trying to locate the off switch on their cybernetic eye. The alarm clock function that Kara installed worked wonders, but it was too darn loud! (Gotta get her to fix that today,) Aeon thought. The purple Paralogos yawned and stretched, limbs creaking after several hours of snoozing in ...

The streets of Sermos were busy, like any other day. Cars honked in the streets, people and paralogos rushed to wherever they needed to go, as if they were going to run out of time. Nobody was paying attention to what was going around them, only focused on themselves, which resulted in a lot of bumping and grunting from everyone. At the side of a street, surprisingly empty, contrasting its surroundings, sat an older man in a wheelchair, looking around him, watch...

*splash* *splash* *splash* A merchant looked to the sky as the first raindrops began to fall. "Ah, darn" she hissed. She needed customers, because customers meant money and money meant she was able to buy food to eat and feed her kids. But tourists always disappeared at the first sign of rain. Soon, the flea market will be empty except for a few other merchants, beggars and the occasional desperate individual, who really, really needs something that nobody seems to sell. She could hear...

Ever since Aster discovered his word focus, everything seemed to click in place. His old caretaker was wrong - he wasn’t lazy, he really did feel more energized outside in the sunlight. Instead of being scolded and punished with more chores, his new caretaker embraced Aster’s natural affinities and encouraged his magical and intellectual progress. She didn’t make him take ...

Aster spent a lot of time looking at the sky. He loved to observe the movement of the clouds and the colors that splashed the world above him, as if someone took an enormous paintbrush and used the heavens as their canvas. He especially loved sunny days, gazing longingly at how the intense light from Lingua’s own star shone through cloud droplets and tempered glass. He always felt the most energized when directly un...

Theia doesn’t remember how or when she came to be. Her memory was rather fuzzy as a tabula rasa, and all she knew was wandering the streets of Sermos, searching for… “something”. She wasn’t sure what she sought, exactly, but she’d seen other Paralogos around town. Larger dinosaurs, with more distinct colors and features. Some flitting about on an errand, others accompanying their caretakers, all of them expressing an air of purpose. Surely they found...