Don’t write a story – embark on a journey.
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“Stop kicking the door. Please.” Sadie’s foot crashed into the stone double doors before Reece could finish his sentence, dust from the roof of the cavern raining down like snow onto their heads. Sadie swore, stamping her foot onto the…
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Three
A lightly overcast Saturday afternoon. Excellent weather for staying home and gorging yourself on junk food while wasting away on the couch, watching a classic sitcom. Unfortunately for Nelson, another murder victim had been discovered at 6am this morning. “You…
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Two
“Reece!” The voice echoed through his head, mingling with the muffled noises of muddy footsteps and falling dirt. The smell of gunpowder struck his nostrils, and he opened his eyes, his vision blurred and swimming. A shape formed in the…
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One
How do you describe a feeling? I asked a friend of mine that question, not too long ago. It was an ordinary day, with the sun high in the sky, a few clouds drifting in the light wind, not quite…
A Forsworn Fantasy 