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The Only Way
Sweat dripped from every pore, though it did little to wash the filth caked onto my skin. I backed away from the horde, my eyes darting between the dead-heads. Everything I owned was left behind in a tent a mile or so away, most likely trampled beneath the shambling feet of the herd. There were…
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Reflections, part 2
“What’s the matter?” asked Mercedes, RocĂo’s mom. Her hair was dyed black, but her roots were flaxen blonde. She was already seated at the kitchen table by the time I trudged out of the bedroom. “You look tired. Didn’t you get any sleep?” I shrugged as I entered the kitchen. “I’ve just been having weird…
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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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Sisters of the Shadows 