Once upon a time in a land far, far away there was a story that became well known in all the kingdoms of men. It started as a whisper in the back of ale-houses and progressed to the point of street-corner news barkers. No one knew if the story was […]
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âWellâŠâ Saga paused and took a long drag of the hand-rolled cigarette, letting the smoke linger in her lungs before exhaling. âThere are many ways to get to the spirit world, many ways to get there but few of them lead back.â She looked us over with a crooked brow
The shoes of a sharply-dressed detective emitted soft tapping onto the dull concrete floors of the facility. Papers were clutched tightly, wrinkling within his grip. His expression was unreadable, his voice just as stoic and monotonous as always. So far, it seemed as though this was just another crime case,
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Vilify [vil-uh-fahy]: verb (used with object), 1. To speak ill of; defame; slander 2. To make vile. * * * * * * He awoke into an imperceptible brightness; lights, many bright lights, coming in from all directions and making it impossible to see beyond the glare. The details of
The only thing I can remember is this tower. I must have been somewhere else before coming here. I donât remember anything before this, but I know things. I know the room I often wake up in is a doctorâs office. Then again⊠those words together donât seem quite right
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My mind often drifts back to Keyserâs Nook on crisp autumn nights such as this. Particularly my tenth year of existence, for it was the most horrendous of my life. 1996. It was the year that The North American blizzard bombarded the entire east coast. The year I became interested
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Day 0 As much as I despise having to type this, Iâve since come to terms with my wifeâs suggestion. When I first told her of my assignment in the Arctic, she refused to let me leave. With time, she came to accept it, under one condition of course. She
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Finding yourself on an Island like Dikosmou is like finding yourself in a strange heaven, it is so serene, lovely, and beautiful yet you can barely understanding anyone and you can still read about the shitty world outside of the island. However, as I stared out from my balcony, I
They weave a slow andante as in sleep. Scaled yellow, swampy black, plague-spotted white; with blue and lidless eyes at a watch, they keep a treachery of silence, infinite. – Arthur Symons There was no other way to describe this. Perilous, hopeless, just a pit of darkness, there was no
Frankâs heart sank as low as it could go before he even finished reading the email. Another job opportunity was out of his grasp before he even had a chance to make it to a second interview. And he knew why. âIt was Rudy. I know it was. That fucking
