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Speed Demon
He whizzed down the road at 300 mph, enjoying the feeling of cool breeze not tainted by the smell of burning flesh or the screams of the damned.
Then he saw her in the middle of the road. The Speed Demon gasped with fear. Dressed in black, she glared at him, her ancient face promising his death.
The Slow Nun!
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I've been scanning your works, and I am starting to like that really short story style. I have always strongly believed that only long stories are good ones, but I guess not.
I have a lot to learn.
I really like the ending sentence or two of your works! Great! |
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| Ha ha ha ha. I like your short stories. They're a really good mixture of concise and yet detailed. And they are also usually a good deal of funny for being so short. This is no exception. |
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It's great, what you can do with so little, in a story.
I thought the Demon, Nun, fast, slow thing was pretty clever. and funny. |
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The devil gets the best music, and cars!
Good twist, certainly did not see that coming (rather like SD) |
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Speed demon comes off second best to the slow Nun reaper.
The mind boggles at what lies install for him. Good story with an unexpected ending. |
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