Tag: novel
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Fifty-six
I step out of the shower, the steam fogging up the entire room and obscuring the mirror. Water drips down my body, soaking the mat beneath me, and I grab my towel from the rack, wrapping it around myself before I shiver to death. The heat from the lamps in the bathroom can only do…
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Fifty-five
“Daddy?” “Yes, honey?” he replies, keeping his eyes trained on the basement door. We’re both sitting on the grey, cracked concrete floor of the room, with cobwebs in every corner and my own small, wooden bed pushed into a nook on the far wall. I’m holding the book that he gave me yesterday, open on…
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Fifty-three
I think, therefore, I am. Descartes said that. Who is Descartes? I’m not sure, actually. Someone from your world. Someone a lot of people in your world believe to be intelligent. Was he right, though? If I think, do I exist? I exist to me. At least, I think I do. According to Descartes, that’s…
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Fifty
Never in my life did I think anyone in my town would cheer after someone died, let alone everyone. But that’s exactly what’s happening today. At eight in the morning, our elderly neighbour passed away; the latest victim of the curse on our town. Her children and husband had already been taken weeks before. I…
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Forty-nine
“Oh, my God.” “This is so… extravagant!” “Such eloquent imagery…” “By the stars, I could faint!” The praise and swoons were endless, flooding over me like a tide as I presented my latest signature piece to the rest of the designers. A simple, ordinary ballgown; minimalism rendered in a smooth, classical blue silk. To the…