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9x9 for mortal men doomed to die - shadows of echoes of memories of songs
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9x9 for mortal men doomed to die
In worlds where magic is present, it is common enough knowledge that spells can be woven like nets to trap the unwary; it is also the case in many such worlds that the drawing of certain signs and sigils can create portals into other regions, regions which are frequently full to overflowing with nameless tentacled horrors, or into which a hapless adventurer may stumble, never to return.

The twentieth century was not, one might think, a fertile ground for magic. People laughed at the idea that mystical signs and symbols could have power and meaning, and instead poured their energies into the equations which weighed the entire universe in their balance. They had, as it were, the experience, but missed the meaning; they forgot how to walk the old ways, and as a result, when they wandered off the path, they disappeared into the dark undergrowth. This was put down to experimental error, and the unfortunates who vanished in this way never reappeared to contradict that verdict.

In the early twenty-first century, however, a new kind of dark magic emerged, cutting through the haze of unbelief like a thunderstorm through a summer heatwave. Those who practised this magic made networks of numbers, complex weavings of figures and form; they drew these signs on surfaces everywhere throughout the nations: pen on paper, lines of light searing into screens. The grids grew and multiplied, and the vortices between their vertices sucked the very soul into the soundless void. For those who stared into the abyss, space and time distorted beyond all recognition, and the space between two lines might seem to span only a second; meanwhile, a thousand years might pass, and they would wake -- if they woke at all -- to find that all they knew had worn away into grains of sand.

The seed of a hurricane may be no more than the barely-sensed breath as a butterfly opens and closes its wings; yet it will gather the winds from the four corners of the earth until it becomes the vengeance of vapours. When the name of this new necromancy first began to be whispered throughout the nation, it was a mere murmur, the movement of a moth. But now... now it screams through the night like the war-cry of a thousand avenging angels, like the slice of a samurai's sword through the silk skein of our lives:

Sudoku.
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livredor From: livredor Date: March 15th, 2006 03:50 pm (UTC) (Link)
Brilliant! Thank you.
emperor From: emperor Date: March 15th, 2006 03:58 pm (UTC) (Link)
Excellent :)
oinomel71 From: oinomel71 Date: March 15th, 2006 04:21 pm (UTC) (Link)
Fun though, aren't they?
jiggery_pokery From: jiggery_pokery Date: March 15th, 2006 04:44 pm (UTC) (Link)
...says the high wizard at the guild, fresh from travels afar to match wits against scholars from other lands.
camellia_uk From: camellia_uk Date: March 15th, 2006 04:44 pm (UTC) (Link)
*giggles* great stuff. I love 'em though, even if they are corrupting my soul.
Was the use of the word 'samurai' an intentional reference? It's a type of puzzle where 5 9x9 grids are joined together (one in the middle overlapping the other 4). Extra evil!
Incidentally, you might find http://www.thehumorarchives.com/humor/0001370.html amusing...
j4 From: j4 Date: March 15th, 2006 04:48 pm (UTC) (Link)
Intentionally Japanese, but I didn't realise there was a puzzle called that...

Thanks for the Sun-doku -- reminds me of Quayle's Tetris... :-)
From: (Anonymous) Date: June 6th, 2006 07:14 pm (UTC) (Link)

Quayle's Tetries

One of these days I'll get an LJ account.
Was doing a random search on Quayle's Tetrise and came accross this post.

I wrote that about 15 years ago, and showed the game off during my interview at Apple in 1992 :-) Was gonna rev the game for 2000 but Danny dropped out of the race.

-Chris Hull
chris@chrishull.com
hairyears From: hairyears Date: March 15th, 2006 05:30 pm (UTC) (Link)
That Humor Archive site is addictive. Don't keep on clicking 'next', or you'll discover that this one isn't entirely brain-safe.
atommickbrane From: atommickbrane Date: March 15th, 2006 05:10 pm (UTC) (Link)
Are you going to work yr way through the entire Metro puzzle page?
jiggery_pokery From: jiggery_pokery Date: March 15th, 2006 08:30 pm (UTC) (Link)
Remember that Think Tank malarky? That was done by mr_babbage, that was.
d_floorlandmine From: d_floorlandmine Date: March 15th, 2006 05:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
Excellent. And will also make me feel almost virtuous on those days when I don't finish it before I get to the office.
oldbloke From: oldbloke Date: March 15th, 2006 08:23 pm (UTC) (Link)
Having written a prog that attacks them the way a hominid would, coz it was more fun that actually doing them (though I do do them, obviously), I think I might do a prog to do them the obvious computer way as well.
anat0010 From: anat0010 Date: March 17th, 2006 09:21 am (UTC) (Link)

Please write a book

Janet,
Please write a book. I'd gladly pay you lots of money to read 100 pages of such well crafted and imaginative writing.

Sudoku is like calculating pi to the nth decimal place. Its an algorithmic process far better suited to automation than to a Saturday morning.
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