Where the Sea Ends

The sea clashes against the hull of the ship, sails whip violently in the gale-force crosswind, the crew takes cover from the wooden shrapnel as the barrage of cannon fire rips their vessel to splinters. It wasn’t but a day earlier when the men were singing together with silver mugs of ale held high. A […]

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An Unfinished Memory

“I can feel you there, watching me. Are you waiting for me to say something interesting?” The girl says, face shrouded in cloth with only the tip of her nose and pale lips peeking out from under her cloak. “I can feel your body tremble. Your breath, distant. Come, sit with me. The sunset shouldn’t […]

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Memento Mori

It was New Year’s Eve in Manhattan, 1999, and someone was about to die. Albert slammed his hand down on the bar, body already wavering back and forth. He slumped his elbows onto the bartop in a vain attempt to make himself look more sober while he gave an upward head nod whenever a bartender […]

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The Plague (Retired)

The damp smell of earth and mold irritated my nose. The waiting area dripped water from the ceiling onto rotten church pews that were stacked erratically in the hallway. It was cluttered and the floor was covered in debris, but that was pretty typical for most elementary schools in this layer of Hell. The sections […]

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Loser

For hundreds of years, my ancestors were heroes. 14th Century England, my ancestor Henry Le Despenser led his army against the rebel uprising of the Peasants Revolt in Norfolk. He stopped an onslaught of rebels with his bare hands, according to my Father. In the 16th Century, Lord Maxwell collided with a rival clan Johnstone […]

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The Royal Phoenix

The fire pops and snaps, spitting out bits of embers that dance upward to the night sky. Around the fire sat the children of the Southern Kingdom with their parents and other adults sitting closely behind on roughly cut wood benches patiently waiting to hear tonight’s fable. The old woman, Gran, the village elder, sits […]

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Static

Journal Entry #1 I woke up this morning, like every morning, to the television in the corner. This was nothing new since it has always been there, but today was different. The TV was playing a newscast of some bombings oversea at full volume and I couldn’t turn it down. For as long as can […]

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The Girl and Her Stars

It was a beautiful mid-autumn day, but to the girl in the woods, everyday was beautiful regardless of which season it happened to be. The breeze would ebb and flow like the forests’ gentle breath, rustling the trees and shaking loose leaves to fall gracefully. The air would wisp by her ears causing her long […]

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