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My brother has been fourteen for three years.
by Minorchar
1700 words, 2 comments,
on Sep 21 12:39 AM 2008
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I found the dead girl crying in a corner of the mall.
by Minorchar
700 words, 2 comments,
on Sep 21 12:45 AM 2008
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by Minorchar
900 words,
on Sep 21 12:52 AM 2008
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They held hands together, our lovers of infinite delight1
by Minorchar
2100 words, 2 comments,
on Sep 21 10:10 PM 2008
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(The expanded, better version of my already-posted story 'to be.')
by Minorchar
1200 words, 16 comments,
on Sep 25 4:10 PM 2008
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It was morning hard sciences, the stuff he had to learn. The training that would make him useful to society.
by Minorchar
2700 words, 1 comment,
on Oct 7 2:01 PM 2008
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There were a few people out, walking dogs, mowing lawns, working on cars. Of course, nobody saw anything out of the ordinary about two scho
by Minorchar
3700 words, 2 comments,
on Oct 7 2:03 PM 2008
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It didn't take too long for Ava to sign back on after she left Jack's room. 1
by Minorchar
3500 words, 2 comments,
on Oct 7 2:04 PM 2008
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“But he is not always alone,” said Jack, his voice a little scratchy from talking at length. “When the long winter nights come on and the w
by Minorchar
3600 words, 3 comments,
on Oct 7 2:07 PM 2008
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by Minorchar
3600 words, 2 comments,
on Oct 7 2:08 PM 2008
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by Minorchar
3400 words, 3 comments,
on Oct 7 2:11 PM 2008
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A missile had struck, throwing up the earth around it in waves. Several trees had been thrown and now hung, securely it seemed, over the li
by Minorchar
2700 words, 2 comments,
on Oct 7 2:12 PM 2008
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They made their way back to base camp, arms filled with canned food. Jack dropped his in a pile near the back of the Jeep; Jezebel set hers
by Minorchar
2900 words, 2 comments,
on Oct 7 2:13 PM 2008
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by Minorchar
2600 words, 2 comments,
on Oct 7 2:15 PM 2008
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The Stranger woke one morning during breakfast. The family (for Jack considered himself, and was considered, one of them by this time) was
by Minorchar
3600 words, 2 comments,
on Oct 7 2:16 PM 2008
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by Minorchar
2400 words, 2 comments,
on Oct 7 2:17 PM 2008
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by Minorchar
2200 words, 2 comments,
on Oct 7 2:18 PM 2008
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Jack wasn't sure what awakened him. It might have been the shouts, or the uncomfortable proximity of the torches to his face, or the fact that he was in motion. Perhaps it was all three.1
by Minorchar
3600 words, 2 comments,
on Oct 7 2:19 PM 2008
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The tower loomed larger and larger on the horizon, soon swelling to take up most of the forward vision. Its row upon row of windows, laid o
by Minorchar
3300 words, 4 comments,
on Oct 7 2:20 PM 2008
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Thought she'd like it. Guess not.
by Minorchar
<100 words, 5 comments,
on Oct 7 4:17 PM 2008
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The portal closed. I'm stuck here.
by Minorchar
<100 words, 4 comments,
on Oct 7 11:30 PM 2008
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"But I am not a magician.”
Chris snorted. “I saw you up there. You did all kinds of tricks. How could you not be a magician?”
by Minorchar
7500 words, 5 comments,
on Oct 15 12:50 PM 2008
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“Look at this, Professor Montague! This is amazing!” yelled Derrick, the youngest archeologist on our team. He was holding up an ancient Roman artifact, a short sword of some kind. That wasn’t amazing by itself, for there wer
by Minorchar
7000 words,
on Oct 15 1:21 PM 2008
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Once, long ago or in the far future (it doesn't matter which), the
earth was covered in cities.
by Minorchar
800 words, 8 comments,
on Oct 25 9:34 PM 2008
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Anna and Paul, in their now-comfortable habit, lay on the floor next to each other and stared at the posters on Paul’s ceiling. Solas played reels in the background as they talked.1
by Minorchar
500 words, 1 comment,
on Oct 25 10:05 PM 2008
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The prophet threw his shadows,1
by Minorchar
200 words, 2 comments,
on Oct 29 8:51 AM 2008
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I was out walking, in a graveyard in the rain. My Lady was not with me, but mayhap that was best. A ghost appeared. Or was he? I could not tell. He dressed in a fine swallow-tailed coat and wore a tall stovepipe hat and the r
by Minorchar
100 words, 10 comments,
on Oct 29 10:24 PM 2008
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Small animals crawling over the walls is never a good thing. But drunken shirtless frat boys with baseball bats trying to kill them is actually worse. And this, I knew from long experience of my sister's parties, was the high
by Minorchar
<100 words, 5 comments,
on Dec 4 11:06 AM 2008
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(Scene opens with LEPRECHAUN sitting, looking despondant, next to a large cauldron, or pot. A MAN stumbles in stage right, looking lost. He catches sight of LEPRECHAUN, and approaches him.)1
by Minorchar
700 words, 6 comments,
on Dec 19 12:50 AM 2008
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That summer, I worked at the library.1
by Minorchar
11100 words, 2 comments,
on Jun 3 10:51 AM
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Running unchecked repeatedly into the wall, the writer died.
by Minorchar
<100 words, 3 comments,
on Jun 21 4:28 PM
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“That man is a ghost,” said the old woman.1
by Minorchar
300 words, 1 comment,
on Jun 21 4:30 PM
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“And what about the flower? So perfect, so austere. Beautiful and yet forbidding, unwilling to let anyone in to share its beauty, unwilling to bend yet doing so at the slightest breeze. Are you not like this flower?”1
by Minorchar
200 words, 5 comments,
on Jun 21 4:35 PM
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“That man is a ghost,” said the old woman.1
by Minorchar
300 words, 5 comments,
on Aug 2 10:11 PM
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