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Dead Man's Rights
Average Rating:
8.99

Dead Man’s Rights

Mr. Cadson had been sitting up at the bar for some time. The lights and the music were both very low, casting a sort of malaise over the entire half-empty room. A group of men in ...
The Blaganschlor
Average Rating:
8.98

The Blaganschlor

“Have you seen the Blaganschlor Hung by rope composed of gore Who says his name and nothing more His true name lost in days of yore? At the gray and barren meadow Where ancient rivers used ...
season of storms
Average Rating:
8.92

Season of Storms

“What a frickin’ mess this is.” Detective Mike Barrow stood atop a muddy ridge on a humid Monday morning, looking down at a small crew of police personnel in a heavily wooded ravine. In the middle ...
Dawnseer
Average Rating:
8.91

Dawnseer

The sea forgives all. That’s what they say, thought the tall, dark-eyed man standing vigil at the stern of the Aquilon. His eyes were set on the waves trailing them in the fading light of dusk ...
Upon The Altar
Average Rating:
8.87

Upon The Altar

The storm made the city street a blur to Tim Avery as he walked rapidly down the sidewalk. Rain fell just heavily enough to make people run to their cars or take shelter in the shadows ...
The Sunday Special
Average Rating:
8.87

The Sunday Special

Dan was sick of rural America. He wanted nothing more than to be back in Chicago, far away from anything resembling a cornfield. Instead, he was driving through an Iowa winter with huge, white fields stretching ...
the salted earth
Average Rating:
8.85

The Salted Earth

“I’ll see you at Kevin’s.” Those were words that used to be followed by a wide grin at school or a gleeful affirmative over the phone. There were either old memories to rediscover or new adventures ...
Heart of the Rotwood
Average Rating:
8.29

Heart of the Rotwood

Darlene Kelly’s eyes scanned the set of hoof prints in the mud where she knelt. Her eyes moved to the thick underbrush in front of them, where something large had fled, tearing a hole in the ...
Patron of the Arts
Average Rating:
8.27

Patron of the Arts

It was just before sundown on a Tuesday evening that the artist hauled the tools of his trade through the forest. His bag was heavy, but he had no regrets about choosing the eastern woods, far ...
Malgam
Average Rating:
7.86

Malgam

There are things in the dark and ancient corners of this world that nature should never have allowed to exist. In spite of the decay of millennia they live on, the last remnants of the world ...
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