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The Funeral

A Story by NadzB

The weather was completely wrong for a funeral. They’re supposed to be drab, wet, and grey, to match the mood of the occasion. Not this time. ..

Fire and Ice

A Story by NadzB

She sat at the kitchen table, her hands tapping the woodwork, the rain tapping against the window. The kitchen clock across the hall struck twelve. ..

Purgatory

A Story by NadzB

Beep… Beep…Beep… Ah, hell. How long have I been here? A week, a month, a year? Timelessness. Eternal obscurity. Sporadi..