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Beyond: The Herd Part 3
The farmer walked along the fence line. A small herd of cows stood on the other side of the fence and each one turned its head to watch the farmer as he passed. A noticeable shiver ran through the man. In his hand, a long slender tube of metal that terminated in a wooden stock.…
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Beyond: The Self Part 2
“A little bit farther,” Patty said, “Just a bit farther.” Something was calling to it, drawing it onward and Patty had to know what it was. The great light had come and gone more times than it could count. Patty’s grease trail had long since diminished and movement was getting more strenuous all the…
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Beyond: The Freezer Part 1
The freezer’s chill cut deep, down to the bone. At least, it would have if they’d had any bones left; their captors had seen to their removal. Whether they were alive or dead was all but impossible to tell from observation but at least one of them, lying beneath an ever growing layer of frost,…
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Earth Transit Technologies
The door opened with a gentle swish and I pulled myself into the room beyond. It was a larger one, as far as things went up here, and the room’s occupant sat reclining in a chair. The straps around her ankles, waist, and chest kept her securely yet comfortably in the chair. Her head was…
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Perf Part 3
Wet, mossy stone scraped quietly along Perf’s back as he edged his way around the Inner Wall. He could see the torchlight marking the gate that would lead him out of the Inner Court and back to the Mid Square and he stopped short before walking into the perimeter of light. He had magics that…
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Perf Part 2
The cobbled stones of the High Square each bore warding symbols, meant to prevent anyone from passing over them who wasn’t permitted. The Royals, their attendants, and their guards were the only ones who could pass freely over the wards. The only merchants and performers who ever got this far into the city were there…
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Perf Part 1
It’s a pity these clothes itch so badly, Perf thought to himself as he shambled along with the morning crowds, I might not mind being a beggar so much if it weren’t for that. Perf smiled to himself, a rarity for a beggar, and he quickly subdued the emotion. Such visible signs of happiness…
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Hello Bus Stop, It’s Michael
For Sale: Freedom For Information, please contact your local Congressman or Senator That’s what the headline said, at least. Or more precisely, that’s what Michael read. He had no way of knowing what was really printed, short of asking someone else to read it to him. And he didn’t much like asking people to read…
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Some Poetry
From time to time I get inspired to write some poetry and here are a couple of pieces that have been on my mind. The first one was inspired by a storm I got to watch during a nighttime drive. The second poem is based on a series of recurring dreams I have. LIGHTNING SKIES…
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Earth and Moon
Night. Twinkling stars filled the endless space and silence reigned over all. A green-blue ring of light illuminated the distant Earth. In the dark center of the world, pockets of light shown like so many stars set on the Earth’s face, forming constellations all their own. They sparkled, clear and white, with a steady constancy…
Bridge of Broken Glass
Stories from my mind that won't be quiet
Bridge of Broken Glass 