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Dear Luther,
The dreams have come again, and in all my suffering I take up my quill to write you once more; as to the visions which have grown eve..
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As I came to open my eyes upon the fleshy-orange interior of the planet-sized meteorite which lingered mere miles above Taros’ surface, I looke..
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On a blank stretch of brick wall, at some point between where Greenwich Village meets Gramercy and East Village, you can sometimes find cemented step..
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The spears fly as I race through the dust and the bloody mist. Hundreds of screaming soldiers all around me remind me of the battle I may never retur..
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This little piece was pulled from some Ex-Nazi’s belongings. after coming to America the german brought some valuables with him. One of the mor..
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We arrived at the D.U.H.C. Facility Compound around six o’clock that night. We had gotten reports of a chemical spill, but we weren’t sur..
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Back in the day I found a list in my father’s bottom desk drawer. It was rather long and back then I didn’t really know what it meant. I ..
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February 16th,
I don't know how I got here. I remember falling; falling and feeling this cold chill halt up my spine, like I couldn't move. I woke..
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Eao had always existed alongside his wife, Eoa, who reined in the supreme vacuum of space along with the eight other titans. One day, Eoa requested t..
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The Year was 2068.
The man’s name was Victor James. He was a kind man. Kind enough. Honest enough too, in the sense that his coworkers and ..
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