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The trio stood in a tight, barren room, Brett in front, Amelia behind him to his right, Travis behind him to his left. An e

Travis had convinced Brett to let him inside his home to use the restroom. The guys left Amelia sitting

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“It takes two, baby,” Adam sings with the first bit of quantifiable confidence he’d had s

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A few miles removed from the carnage, Adam tells the woman he would rather drive.  The woman stop

Travis exited his bedroom to find Amelia sitting at the kitchen table wearing one of his t-shirts. It was the official T-sh

Brett and Travis had put together what little cash between them, enough to pay Amelia’s twenty-five dollar hospital s

My first trip to the End World should have scared me shitless. Instead, it made me realize how important the role of a Spin

It was  something that I shouldn’t have seen. The pressure of hostile tension, that force that pushes again

Awake.  Finally awake.  Sunlight gleams through my window, a pinhead on a star map,

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 Chapter 6 Nightmares

 Chapter 1

Paladar on the day of destruction.

The city walls shook and rumbled as the batter

“Go go go….” With each clack of metallic wheels, and every woosh of air, I hissed my impatient mantra at

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Above all of the madness pouring through the psychotic death-tear in this pocket of forest, canon-fire rips

 Sentle stopped and looked down. Leaning over, he picked up the dark rock at his feet and brushed the beach sand from

The crisp north wind stung Lynet’s face, bringing tears to her eyes.  Her skirts snapped and her long aubur

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From the farthest reach of the Elitist Edifice, a three-foot grin exposes rows of perfect, gleaming gnashers

It had been ages since anyone had set foot inside the crypt. Dust covered the walls, cobwebs twisted together

Chapter 1 Leaving

‘Alaidriel…’ a haunting voice called softly through the tall dark trees, t

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“Why did I stop for you?” this question penetrates the thick, surrounding activity and stabs thr

 "Ok kiddo, did you pick your bedtime story?"

  "Yes mommy, I did."

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“Perhaps…” to Roper, it sounded a bit off; to him it sounded more like something trying t

Instead of the blinding glare of dawn’s usual sunbeams slanting through my window, the first morning sky following sp

The scope’s crosshairs passed fleetingly over the target, losing him again in the rooftop jungle of ventilation and a

They told me to write. The instructions were “don’t think, write.” That should be easy. It always has bee