Wisdom Tasks

Jazzy tunes filled the air as a convertible vehicle cruised down the highway, its green paint sparkling in the sunshine. It was a great day for a drive, which was commonplace in the beachside town River Broussard called home. The human drove with one hand on the wheel and the other dangling lazily out the window, fingers tapping against the door to the beat of the music. Their Paralogos, a visual oddity named Parthia with two heads and multi-textured wings, rest...

Dr. Kara Stern enjoys her life. She adores her caretaker and loves her place of residence, both of which enable her to pursue her interests. She lives in the offices of Sermos University, where bountiful knowledge and scientific equipment are at her claw-tips. There she resides alongside four other Paralogos: Aster, Theia, Vela, and Celeste. However, apart from her caretaker, she doesn’t see them as family; they are more akin to roommates and work colleagues. ...

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...