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The bright light practically stunned him. He stepped back and covered his eyes with his free hand, the other across his chest, grippi..

The wind batted the rain down on the house. The fire was the only thing giving off any light as he sat and read in the big chair. A crack..

It wasn’t until the smoke cleared that Max realized fully what he had done. She lie there on the floor, motionless. The bullet-hole in h..

based on Dan Simmons's "Olympos"

Refuse I grew up just down the road from our cities refuse dump, where it always smelled of decay and ..

Keeping up When I was five years old or so, I begged my dad to build us a fort in our backyard. What kid doesn't harbor ..

based on Alan Moore's "Watchmen"

Teeth They sit in rows, not quite the pearly white of childhood or abrasive cleaning. In my dreams they are loose in the soc..

Carousel Like a carousel, horses impaled on a round-table, spinning forever, my thoughts turn on me. To every mistake I've e..

A story about a delusional churchgoer.