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Fifty-four
“God, when are you going to get rid of that beard?” Charles let out a small groan as Lorelei’s voice awoke him from his deep sleep, rubbing his eyes and opening them slowly. He rolled onto his side, and there she was, next to him. Her long brown hair was wild and unkempt, as always,…
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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-two
“I dunno, mom. Where am I gonna be able to get one?” Nelson held the phone to his ear as he lay in his bed. The afternoon sunlight that was filtering through his window when the call began had long since vanished, and the bed was so comfortable that he hadn’t even bothered to get…
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Fifty one
“Sadie? What’s going on?” Sadie turned to face Charles, the confusion on her face clear even through her helmet. The red LED on the top of the small device she held in her hand was flashing in time with its erratic beeping as she waved it around in all directions. “I’m… I’m not sure, Charles.”…
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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…
A Forsworn Fantasy 