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The Posterior Prognosis

Day 108

Today, Paul Nyrdle pushed me into a locker and held me while Laura Walters wrote Stink Boy on my forehead in permanent marker. It was a mistake to not wear deodorant last week. 201 more words

The Interval, Part VI

“‘THE END OF THE WORLD IS Pi.’ Hmmm…nope. No clue what it means, but whatever it is, it’s not good,” Garrett thought.

“Well? Is that a great pun or what?” The apparition demanded, and Garrett contemplated closing his eyes again in the vain hope that the creature might simply disappear, leaving him to sip his perfectly serviceable but somehow deeply inadequate coffee from a Starbucks in Washington, DC that hadn’t changed at all during his 300-plus year frozen hiatus. 971 more words

Down The Pub

After a hard day investigating the gang kick pack for a drink at the pub. Or try to.

Hastings – 1844

‘My husband and I were looking at a house,’ I said, leaning against the bar. 1,512 more words


Sundown - Chapter 30 (Part 1)

After a busy day in Bel Dale, Ayanna received word from Henry about the potential attack towards the Royal Kingdom of Thekohn. However, there was little that she could do as General Reiss told her that the Thekohnian military had already taken care of the problem. 2,626 more words


It’s a House

Lot and Josef visit the mysterious house that’s got everyone talking.

Hastings – 1844

‘I don’t think Marly will ever be the same again,’ Josef said, grinning as we strode across the fields towards the mysterious house. 788 more words



Lot and Josef go to catch a ‘beast’.

Hastings – 1844

‘If you’d told me ten years ago I’d be hunting monsters down an abandoned mineshaft I’d have laughed.’ I flexed my fingers and the small globe of energy above them bobbed. 1,282 more words


The Dagger of Exion - Part 7

A/N: Originally published on October 31st, 2013 on A Purple Panda. – Alixa

part 7

The sea was sparkling under the sun, blinding me of with the millions of diamonds.

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