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A Ghost in the Stairwell
Sarn’s eyes blazed, and their emerald brilliance devoured the darkness, revealing steps. Read more
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Finding Ilium
Lifting my head, I regarded a mad man in the glass. His deathhead’s grimace made me flinch away from the porthole. Read more
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Ink slingers
Behind every skull-capped gate, there is an Inkslinger sharpening his wits. Read more
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Hunting Ilium – A Micro Story Saga
Wickem howled as he crabbed across the deck tossing mermaid bones. Unimpressed by his divination, I squinted at the notches. Read more
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Chasing Ilium- A micro story saga
Through the glass, a blurry city rose. Clouds kissed its topless towers. Read more
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Eternal Rose – A Micro Story
A finger pricked, a cheek kissed, a future secured by a rose. Read more
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Autumn’s Maker
Golden leaves shiver suspended from her bower Read more
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The Boxes Are Doors
Each box is a door. Climb up, crawl in and off you go. Where you land, nobody knows. Read more
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Hidden in Plaster (sight?)
Two plaster UFOs fly into a dilapidated room. Their lasers paint infrared designs. Read more
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All Balled Up
Who knew the fate of an entire race could be measured in ounces? Read more
