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Heroes. Short Story.

John watched as the Seven walked out of the building, leading a group of released hostages. The image cut back to a news anchor “this was the scene today as the Seven pulled off a heroic rescue operation. Death Mask … Continue reading

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Surrender. Short Story.

Thomas sipped his cup of coffee, it was lukewarm. He didn’t really want any coffee, but the cup, hot at the time, had been shoved into his hands and it was all he could do to stop it spilling onto … Continue reading

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Miracles. Short Story.

Joseph stood on the doorstep, waiting. He had rang the bell a few minutes ago, but so far no one had answered. He sighed and looked at his watch. He had plenty of things to be doing. Sure, this was … Continue reading

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The Island. Short Story.

Jack took a deep breath and released it slowly, 
“That’s good, it will be over in a few minutes.” He nodded and continued breathing. “You’ve been told what to expect?” Jack nodded. “I want to warn you it will be … Continue reading

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Counting. Short Story.

Tom walked along the street at an average pace. To any outside observer he looked like a regular twenty something. A pair of converse runners, jeans, a graphic t-shirt and a calf length black coat covered his body, a set … Continue reading

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Repetition. Short Story.

Sam woke slowly, he yawned, then stretched carefully, enjoying the freedom his body had. He sat up, then reached out for the glass of water he normally kept by the bed. His hand groped at air for a moment, then … Continue reading

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The Guardian. Short Story.

Janice leaned on the desk, staring out the window. They were cutting them all down every last one. Good. The buzz of chainsaws wasn’t as loud or as harsh as she had been expecting. It was almost gentle and soothing. … Continue reading

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