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Black & White - Chapter 8

Arthur sat in the cab and watched the city pass by, storefronts and brownstones, warehouses and skyscrapers.  He watched men and women pass each other on the street, and wondered what they would do if they knew loved ones here and gone were just in the next room, so to speak.  1,791 more words

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The Rat In The Alcove

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The following day at work felt like he was on a high dose of codeine syrup. Lunch came and Robert stayed at his desk to eat the usual soggy sandwich, feeling as if leaving his cubicle before the delivery would be a punishable offense by some type of reaper like figure. 2,645 more words

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BIRDS ON A WIRE

It’s another Wednesday and another photo prompt for Friday Fictioneers to tell their stories of approximately 100 words.  We are hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple. 122 more words

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Chapter Thirty-Three: Fragments of a Dream

From atop the cliffs, William Griffon smiled as he surveyed the ruin in front of him, delighted to be back on English soil once again. He looked wild as the breeze from the sea swirled his cape around his legs. 1,898 more words

Fantasy

Slow Beats, or: Butterfly in a box: An introduction to fiction

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I’m not sure when you arrived. You may have been that same fluttering thing which delighted the baby one bright summer afternoon. Something I pointed out when we went for a little wander around the house. 1,420 more words

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Review: Staring into the Blizzard


Staring into the Blizzard by Ron Shannon
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

“Sex, drugs, and rock-n-roll are a normal part of the scene in the late seventies around the Rutgers University campus.

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Zephyr

I board the train at Saint Jocelyn, slip through the crowd like air. There’s a cheese and ham sandwich in my rucksack, pounded into the shape of Snowdon by the suitcases and luggage of the last train – I try flexing it back into an actual sandwich shape as I take my seat, a Disabled Priority in Coach C, with no window views of the surrounding countryside. 2,036 more words

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