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Golden Husky
Boot sequence initiating The high pitched hum of electricity was barely audible but in the dead of night it was the only sound. Motors began to activate, as well as the internal gyroscope, and they added their own faint noises to the otherwise quiet evening. With an almost melodic whine, the golden, quadrupedal body stepped…
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Light in the Storm
Rain beat against the outside of the lighthouse and lightning flashed with some regularity, illuminating the tiny space inside. The thunder that followed would shake the whole structure and threatened to break the glass in the windows. Mikhael checked on the lamp once more, ensuring it remained burning bright so anyone caught out in this…
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Late Delivery
The television in the other room blared with its volume almost up to the max. Doreen did it on purpose. Her hearing wasn’t that bad, no matter what she said about all her years on the bomb squad. She did it because she knew he would hear it no matter where he went in the…
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Missed Connection
It was Tuesday. I sat in the same little coffee shop that I always did each morning. It wasn’t the best coffee but it was walking distance from my house and I liked the vibe. I checked the time and then looked towards the door. Like clockwork, the tall, dark, and handsome guy walked in.…
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Paris at Night
It was quiet. He wasn’t used to the quiet. Not anymore. A part of him itched to hurry his pace, as though something was wrong, but he managed to ignore it. Stars above shone as brightly here as they did anywhere, and yet they seemed more vibrant. Maybe it was the lack of smoke in…
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Like Paper: Chapter 45
I tied the two dozen or so life vests together into a makeshift raft. With it, I could finally pull myself out of the water and begin to dry out. I changed into the uniform I’d acquired, slightly torn but still wearable. I felt sick to my stomach. At least I couldn’t hear any of…
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Like Paper: Chapter 44
No one on the rafts noticed me at first. I think they assumed I’d gone down with the rig. However, once they did notice they began firing at me with everything they had. Bullets, bursts of fire, even a few grenades were thrown but none of it could hurt me. My only real concern was…
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Like Paper: Chapter 43
The call logs, once I found them, were not helpful. They were little more than strings of numbers representing the frequency used. However, in my searching and looking over the radio equipment I found that it had a satellite function, meaning I could call anyone I wanted. I didn’t know Sandra McHalis’ number but I…
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Like Paper: Chapter 42
Life returned to the way it was before the interview. Bland food, no one to talk to, and the endless hours with nothing to do but sing to myself or watch the waves through the hole in the floor. A few days passed with nothing changing until, as I was lying on my bed and…
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Like Paper: Chapter 41
When I awoke from my nap, lunch had already been delivered. Soup and a sandwich, which was a nice improvement from my usual fare here. The soup was cold but that was my own fault for sleeping so long. In addition to the food there were a few sheets of paper with the prepared responses…
Bridge of Broken Glass
Stories from my mind that won't be quiet
Bridge of Broken Glass 