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Reflections, part 1
It was square, with no partitions or bracings. The window hovered ahead without the help of a wall, and a dim light spilled through the glass, a dusty bone-white glow that fell off the bottom of the window like a waterfall at the edge of the world. I had expected the light to stretch on…
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The Red Door
For the past several days, I had the same recurring dream. In it, I stood a little over two meters from the red door, and in each dream I took a step closer. The last thing I wanted was to go near it–to see whatever the door had to show me. I wanted none of…
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It Stood In The Shadows
The door opened. Shadows crept in, scaling the walls and slithering across the ceiling. He took a step in. Who is that? My body asked. My mental presence shook her head, panicked. I-I don’t– He took another step in. And another.
Sisters of the Shadows 