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When we were kids in the car (while dad drove and mom slept)

Could it be? Has it truly been twenty years? The memories seem to match the feeling. Some things are different, but that’s how these things usually go. Youngest brother is driving, dad is sitting here in the back (on my … Continue reading

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Flash Fiction: Hunter

The precisely balanced steel in Alaric’s hand trembled with excitement as it resonated with the Dragon’s roar. Alaric slowed his breathing, poured all thoughts onto the flame he had created within the void inside his mind. Adrenaline flowed through him, … Continue reading

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Thought Rant: Connected

Most of the people I encounter are just that, people. Some, however, I find myself connected with in ways I can’t really explain. Past lives, I’ve entertained the thought often enough. I’d like to believe that’s what it is. What … Continue reading

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Memories

How long has it been since decades became centuries? How long have I not gazed skyward seeking solace among clouds and stars? There was a time when looking at the moon did not grate at my heart. I remember what … Continue reading

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Incarnations

Sometimes I dream, but it is not in the way of normal dreaming. Heh, if dreams can be said to be normal at all. It is not I who wander, hunt, live through these dreamscapes. It is through the eyes … Continue reading

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On the shore of things lost

What a fate it would be, To be ripped away by the waves, And lost at sea. A northman washed ashore, Bereft of name and status, With no recollection of who he was before. I could think of things much … Continue reading

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Rain

Just like the curtains of water pouring down around him, his own life lacked the clarity of blue summer skies. For every puddle on the path alongside the river snaking through the city he could feel the absence of the … Continue reading

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