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Emi however, took her sister’s arm and looked at the bandage. Her normal green eyes stared coldly at the wound made by one of the large centipedes. Mayumi realized there was some sense of emotion from Emi wanting to come out.
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Mama Blinkey Lights yells at Papa Blinkey Lights and tells him to quit playing the fool, and when we turn our attention back to removing the shafts, we are chagrined to find that not only have they multiplied once again, but that they have gone yet farthe
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The specialist had kept what he'd taken out of Sue May. I made an appointment with him and was shown it floating in a jar of clean unguent.
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Amyra pressed her hands on the brick wall and rubbed it. She thought about hanging something on there, but she did not have the tools to make a hole. In fact, the thought of having a hole in the wall would be enough.
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Eretorua –somewhere in the land of the Māori
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I suppose, if your going to spend some time in a stinking-mould-infested cell, you mind as well find something of a hobby.
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I peered harder into his eyes. What was he trying to prove? What was he running from? My mind started doing a roll call of the many aliases I had invented over the years.
“Seria Loren,” I ended up saying and wanting to kick myself for blurting out m
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There is one portrait with two little girls dressed alike, one girl appears older than the other which makes their matching outfits all the more peculiar. They don't even look alike. The younger girl is blond with a bunny nose. The other is darker and loo
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The doctors said, when she was born, that the gills would eventually fade away on their own. Nothing to fear, they said; no more unusual than the rare child born with a tail, or a dense pelt of fur, or a single sharp tooth jutting from its new pink gums.
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Have you ever had a dream that you were falling? I know, right? It sucks, makes you think you're about to die. Your internal organs on the move—stomach pressing heart, intestines where you liver ought to be--you feel like sausage in…
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I can’t stop looking at the burly man to my left with the blue lips and three-inch mustache. He orders his fourth whiskey. He laughs at my melancholy like it was a flat thing--a dead animal to strip of its fur. Why be melancholic when you can float on whi
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But only to watch the boys squelched over and over — only to suffer the longing of a life I will never live with them while in the nunnery of honey.
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‘Hmph! Dream indeed! “Past the wit of man to say what dream it was” - the man's a knotty-pated arse.' The old master-weaver spat into the fire, his rheumy eyes bright with contempt, then looked round furtively; Nathaniel was not yet returned,…
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Pen or sword? Pick one/choose your battles carefully/for the paths oppose
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"I will die here." It came like a warm breeze. The first thought that entered his mind when he came to.
A low groan of pain escaped. A surrendering kind of sound one makes upon seeing their world collapse in all of its red raging glory.
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