Category: Short Story
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Almost Super
Liev strained with all his might. It wasn’t a muscular effort, but a mental one. Regardless, he was sweating already from the effort. Slowly, as though he were pushing his way through a dense crowd, he lifted off the ground by a few inches. “And he’s up,” one of the scientists in the room remarked…
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Interceptor 245
Interceptor 245 did not awaken. It wasn’t asleep. It didn’t sleep. It simply went from non-being into awareness as it was activated. Although it had never been aware before this moment, it knew almost everything it would ever need to know. Almost everything. Acquiring Target Tracking data poured into its memory and it plotted an…
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Thief
Kazan studied the door in front of him. It was a standard, digital keypad lock, a type he’d seen numerous times before. Behind him, three other men stood by, shifting their weight anxiously. Inwardly, Kazan smiled to himself while outwardly he tinkered with the fake electronic gear he’d brought along. “Just another few seconds,” he…
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Retirement
“Come in,” the calm voice of the receptionist belied the nervousness Sofia felt. “Take a seat and we’ll be with you shortly.” Sofia was the only one in the waiting room and could pick any seat she wanted. Unlike many waiting rooms she’d been in before, this one had a plethora of different seating options.…
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Locked
6 AM in the middle of winter was a terribly dark and cold hour to be up and about but it was the only time Yusuf and his friend, Aaron, had to go to the gym. Going together made it harder to come up with excuses not to go and they’d been going together for…
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Night Flight
Flying at night was so different than flying during the day. It was an obvious fact if you stopped to think about it but so few people did. That was probably because most people weren’t pilots. If you were flying by instruments it didn’t change too much about how you navigated. Most of the time…
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Still
There was never a morning when the alarm didn’t seem to be too early, and no alarm ever sounded nice. They were always screeching, high pitched, and annoying. Perhaps if they were anything else they wouldn’t work. Or maybe there were better alarms out there that only a lucky few knew about. Whatever the case…
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Morning Ride
Morning on the beach was Nefir’s favorite. There were no crowds, no noise besides the wind and the surf, and she could ride for miles up and down the sandy shores watching the sun rise. Her horse this morning was Starfish. She usually rode him on her morning rides because he seemed to enjoy it…
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Airport Morning
“Morning, Earl.” It was the usual greeting he got as he arrived for work. It was only technically morning in that most people were still asleep and it was hours before sunrise. “Another early day,” Earl groaned as he passed through security. “At least mornings are quiet,” Tessa, the TSA agent checking him, said. “They’re…
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The Watcher
(Photo by Time Dusenberry) I think I can see a bird. There’s hints of red and brown plumage, flickers of movement, among the foliage above my head. But then I ask myself, why would there be any birds here? Then again, why not? Birds can go where they please, flying. I, on the other hand,…
Bridge of Broken Glass 