Tag: Tales
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Spring Time
The bike was whole again. Alex had spent all day taking it apart, tinkering, cleaning, polishing, and buffing, and eventually put it back together. He was meticulous with every single detail. Apart from, that is, one spring he’d left out. He was baffled. How had he missed it, and where was it from? Regardless, he…
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Selected Resources
“Come with me!” ordered the supervisor. James, unsure of what he had done, stood and followed obediently. Unspeaking, the supervisor led James through a maze of gradually darkening corridors, eventually stopping at a set of double doors. ‘Human Resources’ advised the brass plaque. The supervisor rapped on the door, and a muffled “Enter!” was heard…
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Right On!
Aaron smiled as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. Dark hair, blue eyes, a slight covering of stubble around his mouth, chin and jaw line, a nice pale green shirt open at the neck with a thin silver necklace partly visible, and black jeans and boots that finished his look perfectly. He was…
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Down in the garden
Georgia heard the loud squeak from the gate at the bottom of the garden. It only ever squeaked when it was closed, never when it opened, so she knew somebody was there. She was expecting a parcel to be delivered, and threw open the front door with gusto. There was nothing and nobody there. She…
The Mansionic Perspective 