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Fiction
Sun
Grace Saunders
Before the chaos of this universe existed, there was chaos upon other and different and more chaotic chaos...
The Lost Voice
Fran Kohler
I am on my way to meet my wannabe lover north of Seattle. I am a businessman and it has been a hard, successful day...
That Feeling When
Moriendi Lenore
The peaceful nights dreams are broken by the banshee wails of your alarm clock; with a swift hand you silence them...
Yew
Shannon Sullivan
Spring is here. Sun heats my uppermost foliage, and flowers erupt from the pimpled skin of my smaller branches...
The Man in the Red House
Rowan Hartley
Archie had lived in the red house for twenty-six years before Evelyn moved in across the street. It had seen the latter half of his marriage...
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