Category: Short Story
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Year’s End
(Photo by Adam Lukac) The morning was cold but bright. Small particles of ice crystallized in the air to make a fine, grainy fog. Each tiny crystal caught the sunlight sending sparkles in nearly every direction. Underfoot, the snow crunched like packing foam. Every once in a while, a vole could be spotted darting through…
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Work Party
(Photo by Maddy Freddie) Devlynn hated her job. Sure the pay was great, and she got weekends and holidays off, not to mention the retirement and health insurance packages and the fact that her job wasn’t even all that hard, but that was where the positives stopped. Alright, she had to admit that there were…
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Testing Patients
(Photo by Anna Shvets) “So, how’s work?” It was a fairly standard question, Humphrey thought as he sat there, reclined into almost a lying position, the bright lamp overhead making him have to squint. Unfortunately, Humphrey also had his mouth full of dental equipment. His dentist, Dr Iver, or Shelly as she insisted on being…
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Circus Stuffing
(Photo by Oscar Sanchez) It’s never a good sign when the circus that’s only been in town for a few days calls the local taxidermist. Most days, Mariana was called to worked on small animals, usually family pets or a raccoon that someone had shot in their back field. Hunting season usually brought a fair…
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Rumbles in the Dark
(Photo by Archie Binamira) Somewhere in the back of his mind, Gol’Dur knew things in life could not possibly get much worse. For one thing, he’d been taken and forced into an army filled with countless other orcs, all from different lands who spoke in just as many languages. They were forced to speak with…
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Autumn Reminiscence
(Photo by Yura Forrat) Crisp autumn air bit at any exposed skin, but not so deeply to be too uncomfortable. Still, a pair of mittens, scarf, and ear muffs, in addition to a good coat, kept the cold at bay. The man stood there, outside in the field, his eyes sweeping from one side to…
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What We Carry
(Photo by Pixabay) Traffic was unusually slow this morning. The highway wound like a ribbon of lights, red from behind and white from in front, as taillights and headlights crept along. Exhaust from the countless combustion engines rose up like fog before quickly vanishing beneath the early morning sunlight. Every once in a while a…
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Icarus V
Eighty years was a long time to be asleep. Even with all of the modern advances in medicine, allowing people to slow down their metabolisms without losing too much bone or muscle mass, that long of a trip would take its toll. When Pate shut his eyes back on earth, he’d been a healthy eighty-three…
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When a Walk isn’t a Walk
It was a beautiful day outside, the first such day in several months. After being cooped up inside for months I wasn’t going to let this opportunity slip by. I grabbed a jacket to stave off the bit of a chill that lingered in the air and then began my mental checklist. My ankles felt…
Bridge of Broken Glass 