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Short Stories
Firelight
The fire was dying down. Harry stood up to fetch more wood. Dry leaves cracked beneath his feet and he vanished in the shadows of trees.
A Night Alone
As it turned out, she wasn’t the only one to watch her phone ring. The whole screen flashed and buzzed, and a picture of her mother smiling in the garden filled it for a moment.
The Stars Won't STFU
Estela absolutely hated silence. If it were a person, she would have shot it right between the eyes, and giggled the entire walk home.
The First Rough Days of Eternity
The silhouette cut a somber figure, wearing a big brimmed hat and a
long black coat. He might be waiting for the morning river mist to clear and the murkiness sparkle...
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