Tag: Short Story
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The Co-ordination of Supervillains
The Dropped Apostrophe gathered Jordan Grainger, Ellova Palava, and Moonbeam together in the grand ballroom of the Elixir Spa Resort Hotel and Leisure Complex; he’d arranged three chairs in a small semi-circle in front of the coffee table he was sitting at, where all three were now taking their seats. “We were robbed,” he started,…
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Alien Psychic
Kayleigh Hope peered through the Ocular lens, watching the green-coloured liquid dance rhythmically on the slide after she’d added a single drop of high-oxygen concentrate solution, some of which seemed to walk itself off onto the stage below – at least out of the view she could see. She could hear the thunder echoing around…
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The Co-ordination of Supervillains
Jordan Grainger and Ellova Palava were not pleased by the time they arrived at the complex, neither of them; the Sambabus had broken down just after they’d turned off the Main Road, mere minutes after they’d cleverly managed to evade capture by the police for their part in the robbery of the bank. Jordan spent…
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Beating Those Ragtime Blues
Feet tap and glasses clank, tills ring and heads nod, fingers jive and necks bob, empty glasses become full and exchanged for monetary replacement, all in rhythm, out of rhythm and around the rhythm, as Esther Edith and her Ragtime Band play duelling music at differing speeds. The Six Sentence Café & Bistro, full to…
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Onto the New
The wedding has taken place today between Edith Mathew and Malcolm Bletherington. The small church was packed to the rafters with both the bride and groom’s family and friends, and the street outside was lined with hordes of well-wishers. The bride wore a simple gown, but arrived in the style only befitting a silver-screen actress…
