Category: short-story
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It Does Not Chase
Scurry, little mouse, the skies are growing blind. It spares no great attention, it feels no deep remorse. Now, if it cries, it will only paint us red. Flee, tired sparrow, to the mountains you must go. Hide within the caverns, cower between the crevices. Its stability will not betray you, so long as you…
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Waiting, But Always Here.
The room is silent as sunlight floods through the open window. Unlike the last time, there was light in the room. Unlike last time, I am seated right before it. My body sat firm. I sensed a great peace preparing to engulf me. Has the sun always felt this warm? A radiance as addicting as…
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The Mask of Victory
Glass shatters as Taiko’s body flies through the window. His back thuds against the lawn as he rolls to a stop in the muddy rain. Crackles follow, as footsteps crunch down on the broken grass. From where he lay, Taiko sees the burly silhouette of the man who threw him. Smoke bellows from the man’s…
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The Price Unknowingly Paid
“I have grown tired of tending my wounds, Arthur,” Kleon whispers in frustration to his friend, “I have grown dull, trying to sharpen my spirit into the razor it once was.” The two men stand atop the castle’s tallest watchtower. Overlooking the sleeping kingdom beneath them, as they shared thoughts and each other’s company. “What…
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Sinking Where You Stand
Bloody and bruised, Ryu stumbles up the steps to his house. Fumbling through the keys, he coughs a fit of blood onto his hands before stepping inside. Ryu looks around the quiet house and sees the kitchen light on. A sinking feeling shoots down Ryu’s spine, one that makes him wince in pain. Stumbling his…
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The Nature of Mistakes
“That is where you are so mistaken.” he humbly whispers, “The mistakes we partake in today are the very ones that will torment us every day. We are but a fractured race of creatures, believing that by forcing ourselves against one another our jagged edges will grow smooth and less sharp. Yet cut ourselves we…
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Behind Those Eyes
I recall the day as if it had been yesterday. Slugging my jacket around my shoulders, I raised my drink to my mouth. As I pressed my lips against it, the smell of whiskey ignited my senses. I didn’t drink though. He was still staring at me. “Need some?” I uttered, extending the cup towards…
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A False King
“You think me a pawn!?” the knight captain booms, his voice shaking the hall they stood in “You think me a fool who would absently follow the heedings of a corrupt man? You think I would yield to your orders, and lay my life down for that which has forsaken me? That which would forsake…
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Beyond The Skyline
“What lies beyond?” she asked me with a voice so innocently sad. “Do the cosmos echo the melody of starbound travelers? Are there stardust rivers that ripple through still primordial skies? Or is there only darkness, a rumbling void that comes to swallow all we never knew to ask, about the world above?” I want…
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