Tag: Short Story
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The Unicorn Challenge: The 07:25
We walked through the woods for what seemed miles… and hours. Mile after mile and hour after hour of relaxing nature. We were still on time, however, to reach the level crossing at 07:25 to see the steam train, Sovereign Maiden, chug through pulling twenty (we counted them in turn) shiny wooden-topped carriages. Steam clouds…
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Historic Journey
10th August 1911.Dear Diary,I’m so excited for the next year. My brother is getting married to Geraldine, and I’m going to be a bridesmaid. They won’t wed until June 15th, which is ages away, but still. A wedding. In my family. We’ve not had one for years. 2nd September 1911.Dear Diary,Geraldine is lovely. She’s a…
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The Call
Hello… Al… Al… hello… Alist… A… Alistair? It’s a bad line… it’s… hello… it’s Donald… Donald… Don uld… Donald Muir… Muir… em you eye or… Muir… yes, Donald Muir… we met at… Muir, yes, Donald Muir, that’s it! You remember, we met at the golf club… golf… the golf club… golf… gee oh elle bee……
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The Unicorn Challenge: Temptation
“Miranda, what did you do?” Miranda sat, or rather lay, at an odd angle across a shattered chair in the grounds of Yelby Manor. “I only sat for a second,” the young maid said, somewhat confused. Gretchen the Cook looked on sternly. “Oh, his Lordship will not be pleased. What did you do? What did…
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Not to Scale
That’s a heavy lizard, Elgwynne cackled as she scooped Estradamous off the plate on the covern scales. Estradamous hissed, clawed, and shrieked at being handled, preferring very much to be left in his own space. He spat fiery venom onto Elgwynne’s left cheek in annoyance, causing her artificial synthetic skin to melt away, revealing the…
The Mansionic Perspective 