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“Koharu, have you seen my blue shirt?” Aaron Chambers called out as he stared at himself in the mirror that decorated the inside of the closet door. I look fat, he thought. A shuffle of steps behind him,

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In the garden, I sit near a white marble pillar that holds a jar as black as the deepest sea. I am waiting for her to arrive. I pass the time with memories. The morning I first saw Zoe in the temple, her

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When the light from the fire dies, they will attack. At night, we burn whatever we can find. Sometimes it’s an oily wooden palette and it goes up like a house. Tonight, it’s some big branches. Oak or maple

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Becky held the head by hair that was long, black, and curly. The head had belonged to a man with an olive complexion, about thirty years of age. He had a curved nose and bad teeth, and his face was beginning

             She turned to face him, her eyes wide. He stood there with a scowling Phoenix in tow.      “Are you going

     The sun doesn’t give life, Becky thought. The sun takes it away.      Becky saw how the sun stole people’s energy as they staggered towards the restaurant

Quick introduction...  I write speculative fiction stories that sometimes have fantasy, mythological or philosophical threads. Posting some of them on Steemit to get feedback & build a reputation.