Category: Writing
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This Old Town
There’s a lot more to this old town than I ever really knew. It’s been redeveloped over and over again, but there are still clues to its past, hints everywhere I walk. The more I learn, the more of its secrets it gives up to me. There’s a small field in the middle of a…
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Reflections On The Past
Harold avoided mirrors. He’d learned to do so over the years, because something disturbing was reflected within them. Where other people looked into a mirror and saw a reversed image of themselves, Harold saw something else. The first time he’d seen himself in a mirror, he was so freaked out that he cried for a…
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*Batteries Not Included
There’s a drawer in her house that she never opens anymore. It was a good idea at the time. In her youth Ruth had a lot of energy. Too much really. She got a lot done, and at the end of the day, she’d still have the vigour to want to do more. So she…
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The Silent Invasion
It’s the secret no one knows is a secret. People haven’t died trying to expose the truth. There’s not a shadowy cabal of men in rooms conspiring to keep the secret. There’s no clandestine agency tasked with keeping the truth from the public, using mind erasers or anything. Earth has been invaded. Revealing this won’t…
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Food For Thought
It was when she bit her own cheek that things started getting out of hand. Once she’d bitten it, and the teeth marks became a magnet for the tip of her tongue, she got an odd taste for things. And it didn’t help that every time she ate something, she would chomp into the swollen…
