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| She Gets Inside
| | she becomes unobtrusive... | | Words: | 125 | | Comments: | 9 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Space Between
| | This time it was more than just a dream. He could taste pain running down his throat and the strong pull of fear on his skin made him feel bound to the landscape that surrounded him. There was a fog,... | | Words: | 2961 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Eat Your Veggies
| | This year we planted broccoli, hoping it??s green heads would add some texture and depth to the... | | Words: | 210 | | Comments: | 21 | | Status: | Public |
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| Sudden Drop
| | a vivid mixing... | | Words: | 54 | | Comments: | 11 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Chocolates for Her (slight edit)
| | ??If you can??t decide, then I will. It??s not that damn complicated.? ??Well don??t be an ass. Fine! I??ll take those.? Anne pointed to the row of dark chocolate truffles behind the glass. With a grimace... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | flash | | Updated: | 17-12-06 |
| Words: | 255 | | Comments: | 11 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Mark (working title)
| | ??My lord? We found something on the hunt this afternoon. Something we felt might interest you.? The... | | Words: | 5078 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Do vampires drink coffee?
| | It was raining outside and it was a Thursday. Probably the worst day of the week as far as Simon was concerned. He glared at the umbrellas moving past the window. The black ones were too common, the... | | Words: | 1674 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Public |
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| From the Depths, I Rise
| | ??I met a lady in the meads, Full beautiful - a faery's child, Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild.?? --Keats, La Belle Dame sans Merci ??To swallow my abated sobs Nothing... | | Words: | 1944 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Where It Hurts
| | the thinnest layer of flesh... | | Poetry | | Genre: | horror | | Updated: | 10-10-06 |
| Words: | 135 | | Comments: | 12 | | Status: | Public |
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| Frail Dialect
| | some time ago we found the words... | | Words: | 172 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Where we Meet
| | recollection of a quiet night... | | Words: | 130 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Public |
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| Ritual and Reward
| | It was the absence of the letter that unnerved him. Hadn??t he specifically placed it inside his... | | Words: | 494 | | Comments: | 14 | | Status: | Public |
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| The End Result
| | ??That??s an unbelievable amount of cocaine.? No shit, I thought. We??d bought it the other night from this red haired black guy down in the east end of town. He asked a lot but after one sample we felt... | | Words: | 2094 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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| untitled
| | a crushed black backdrop... | | Words: | 116 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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