Stories by Mazzon, by newest first

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  • Hunting
    "Brother falcon, lend me your power so the prey cannot escape my gaze.
    Brother wolf, lend me your power to run tireless until I catch my
    by Mazzon 100 words, on Oct 21 6:29 PM 2008. In , Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, Other
  • Treat
    At that moment, everything was just right. The summer day was hot, but the sea breeze provided a coolness that kept the heat from becoming
    by Mazzon 200 words, 1 comment, on Apr 2 10:24 AM 2008. In Fiction, Not dark, Third person
  • Poison
    Your unhealthy habits may one day be the death of you. Or your healthy ones.
    by Mazzon 200 words, 3 comments, on Mar 17 1:13 PM 2008. In , Fiction
  • A Wish
    Genie dear, I beseech thee,1 / won't you grant my wish for me?2 / It's not much that I would ask,3 / I seek not gold or pearls from sea
    by Mazzon 100 words, 4 comments, on Mar 14 5:11 PM 2008. In Life, Poem, True story
  • Four Characters And A Basket
    There were four of them, sitting around a wooden picnic table in Blueberry Crescent park, eating sandwiches from a picnic basket none of th
    by Mazzon 300 words, 3 comments, on Mar 13 7:35 AM 2008. In , Fiction, Other
  • Lust For Love
    Something gone wrong.
    by Mazzon 300 words, 7 comments, on Mar 12 2:44 AM 2008. In , Fiction, First person, Horror
  • Necessary Evil
    Sometimes people have to do things they know should never be done.
    by Mazzon 300 words, 3 comments, on Mar 11 4:01 PM 2008. In Fiction
  • Fedora
    Happiness is a snazzy hat.
    by Mazzon 300 words, 5 comments, on Feb 28 4:57 AM 2008. In Fantasy, Fiction, Not dark
  • Going to a Ball, part one
    by Mazzon 800 words, 6 comments, on Feb 16 10:19 AM 2008. In Adult, Cyberpunk, Fiction, First person
  • When the Rain Ends
    The simple bench, it's wood turned a silvery gray by the passing of years, creaks a little as I shift my weight, pressing my body closer to his warmth to escape the chill in the air. The thousand whispering voices of the rain
    by Mazzon 100 words, 4 comments, on Jan 29 6:58 PM 2008. In Unfinished
  • Moonshine Lullaby
    The first crystal-clear drops make a soft tapping sound as they hit the bottom of the wooden cup. I welcome the sound, as the night of dist
    by Mazzon 300 words, 3 comments, on Jan 27 8:24 PM 2008. In , Fiction, Other
  • Biography of a Deviant
    Once upon a time in southern GenC, on Canticle Street, where the poor people live, lived a poor family. The was a poor man, his poor wife,
    by Mazzon 800 words, 3 comments, on Jan 23 8:39 PM 2008. In Experimental format, Fiction
  • Free
    Wake up at six in the morning to make it to work on time. Drudge all day in a dismal cubicle in a dismal office, surrounded by dismal co-wo
    by Mazzon 200 words, 6 comments, on Jan 3 3:39 PM 2008. In
  • The Last House
    by Mazzon 300 words, 6 comments, on Dec 20 6:31 PM 2007
  • The other thing
    There are only two topics I can cover in 23 words. Love was forbidden.
    by Mazzon <100 words, 3 comments, on Dec 19 12:58 PM 2007
  • Awkward
    “I love you, you know,” she said, stopping. The wetness on her face was not all from the slow, heavy raindrops.
    by Mazzon 200 words, 13 comments, on Dec 16 5:38 AM 2007. In , Love, Third person
  • Assistant
    It's my first day at a new job. I even have business cards, stating that I'm now mister Deviant Goldman, assistant to miss Hot Jinx Sweetne
    by Mazzon 1100 words, 16 comments, on Dec 14 8:26 AM 2007. In Cyberpunk, First person
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