Fiction
The World Is Cruel, My Daughter
by Cory Skerry
One day it was, “Why haven’t you any hair, Mother?” She stroked her own golden locks, which now swept her ankles, as she waited for an answer.
by Cory Skerry
One day it was, “Why haven’t you any hair, Mother?” She stroked her own golden locks, which now swept her ankles, as she waited for an answer.
Gabrielle De Cuir
37:21 minutes
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It was snowing when the wolves first came, loping down Flatbush Ave., lithe and fast, panting clouds, their paws landing with a soft, heavy sound like bombs falling somewhere far away.
Gabrielle de Cuir
32:08 minutes
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by M. Rickert
Graveyards creak with too many bones, and the weight of headstones, and when the wind blows the air is dusty with the dead. Ah life, its hoary inevitability. What’s the point?
Stefan Rudnicki
28:19 minutes
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You know all about bending and breaking their terms of service; it would take some serious hacking, magical or mundane, to pull this off. But you suspect magic.
Paul Boehmer
49:40 minutes
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by Cat Rambo
Decades later the music was what really tipped Glen off. He heard a song on the radio, a brand new release, and remembered the day he’d first heard it, twenty years earlier.
Stefan Rudnicki
41:05 minutes
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I got my sword out of the trunk. Its name was Stella Mortua. John Ray hadn’t had a clue, but Francis told me what it meant: The Dead Star.
Emily Janice Card
51:17 minutes
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by Jeffrey Ford
I learned about creation from Mrs. Grimm, in the basement of her house down the street from ours. The room was dimly lit by a stained-glass lamp positioned above the pool table. There was also a bar in the corner.
Rajan Khanna (via StarShipSofa)
26:42 minutes
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The windows go first, from enemy fire and bad frosts. Then the moss and ivy move in, and the birds, and the rain. At last, the brick begins to crumble. By the time the Circus comes, it will be a ruin.
Stefan Rudnicki
30 minutes
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The notes had referred to a Monsieur Samhet, who lived in a strange house in the hills. They were vague about Samhet’s accomplishments, but he seemed capable of resurrecting with an insolent ease that intrigued Cabal.
Stefan Rudnicki
1:09:02 minutes
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by Kat Howard
Are you brave enough to begin? If so, turn to page 1. If not, remain safe. Close the book and return it to the shelf. No one will think any less of you.
Gabrielle de Cuir
13:52 minutes
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