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Lines
There were a lot of places Hawa would rather be, and a number of things she would rather be doing. As it was, she was stuck standing in a line with her brother, Moussa. He was a year younger than she was, but already he was getting to be nearly as tall. For years he…
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Dead Waters
Wave after wave rose and fell in every direction as far as the eye could see. Most of those waves were relatively calm and placid in their motions but a few broke with white, frothing tops. Most people on The Solstice Dream were the sailors themselves and they hardly took any notice, it seemed, to…
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A Storm in the Desert
She loved me, I thought to myself, both surprised and incredibly upset by that realization. Loved, I thought again, focusing on the past tense aspect of the word. A rock on the ground happened to appear just another step ahead of me and so I gave it a solid kick. The rock bounded away, skipping…
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My Friend Tommy
Tommy Nool and I were the best of friends growing up. We were an odd pair, to be sure, but neither of us seemed to notice at the time. Or if we did we pretended not to. You see, there were a lot of things we had in common when we first met, like our…
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Misunderstandings
It was quiet in the tavern that night, which was unusual. Most evenings there would have been a large crowd, gathered in from the fields after their days labor, to eat, drink, and hear whatever news or stories were being passed around. As it was, Bogden sat at the small table alone, about to begin…
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The Roads Between
Jens pulled the cart along the old and broken roadway. Tall pines and broad leafed maples covered the horizon in every direction but weren’t so thick right near to the road itself. Many of the maples were just starting to turn colors and drop their leaves. The cart Jens pulled was heavy but well balanced…
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Cold, Old, and Retired
It was three in the morning and cold. Guillaume hated both of those things. His aged body ached all the time but less so when it was warm, and though he was so very tired all of the time, he couldn’t seem to stay asleep for more than a few hours each night. There was…
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Cosa and the Counting Fields
Cosa walked along the narrow aisle between the beds. At least, they called them beds. The low stone mounds wouldn’t be very comfortable for anyone who was still living. It was a quiet day in the counting field and Cosa liked that. As he walked, Cosa noted each bed and its occupant and made a…
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The Specimen
It was Aron’s turn to deliver the evening meals to the…well, they were technically called specimens but he’d never been comfortable with that terminology. He wasn’t sure what he would call them if given the chance to rename them but ‘specimens’ just sounded too clinical. “It sounds like we’re talking about mold in petri dishes,”…
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Paralyzed
“Can you hear me?” It was dark and Kalina couldn’t see who was speaking to her. She tried to open her eyes. Were they even closed? She tried to turn over, thinking perhaps she was sleeping. Her body wasn’t responding like it should. “Try not to move,” the speaker said from somewhere that sounded both…
Bridge of Broken Glass
Stories from my mind that won't be quiet
Bridge of Broken Glass 