Category: short-story
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Mae’la – Archangel of Death
A figure approaches from behind Reiza, coming to a stop by the balcony beside her. The librarian. Reiza assumes, glancing at them from the corner of her eyes. She couldn’t quite make out the figure’s face as they had come to a stop right in front of the light. “Your friends?” the figure asks, gesturing…
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Far Beneath The Line
“When you must beg someone to stay, you will find that you have fallen far beneath the line.” Those were the final words he ever said to me. That was the last time I ever saw him again. I still struggle today, struggle now, to get past the disgust wrought in his voice. The vagueness…
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The Mountain’s Top
I feel a sharp pain shoot through my leg as I step on a piece of rock jutting through the grassy floor. My knees buckle as I struggle to find my balance, wobbling back and forth as I shift my weight to keep myself upright. As I do my awkward dance however, the round tin…
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A Failure, Through and Through.
He was a failure, through and through. The thought echoes through Yuri’s mind as he grips his plate tightly, struggling to cut into the fish on it with his plastic knife. “Here.” a voice beside him says. Yuri looks up and sees Brull, one of his childhood bestfriends sitting beside him, with a fork in…
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The Purpose of Rain
A soft rumbling fills the skies as Isaiah looks up to watch a wave of clouds envelope the sun. It would rain soon, Isaiah notes, as the skies turned gray and a chilly breeze sweeps through the park. He had been walking around the park for hours now, exploring the paths and hiking through its…
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A Peaceful Radiant Light
A short snippet from a story. A conversation of reminisce between a wonderstruck man and a curious young boy about a mysterious individual.
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Ark’on – Archangel of Fate
A farmer is met by a mysterious figure who he finds gazing out at his wheat field. What could this figure possibly be looking for?
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