Tag: Short Story
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The Veil
The fog descended quickly. Before the residents of the village knew it, they were surrounded by a thick pea soup, and they couldn’t see their hands in front of their faces. Through the murky green, echoing footsteps could be heard. Mocking laughter. Scrapes and clangs. Screams. Beneath one of the barely visible streetlights, the owner…
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Green Power
I’ve finally managed to complete the construction of my prototype chlorophyll reactor; a device that uses grass itself to generate cheap, clean, and renewable energy. The building itself is ecologically friendly, made mostly out of fallen trees, although the reactor inside is cutting-edge technology. The stories of the zombies of the forest never really bothered…
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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……
The Mansionic Perspective 