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The Lantern Keeper's CurseThe boatman refused to go past the skerries. Thomas Harroway stood at the prow with his mother's wool coat pulled tight against the North Atlantic wind and watched the Isle of Outstack rise from the grey water like a black finger pointing at a grey sky. The lighthouse stood at the island's highest point, a thin column of weathered stone capped with a glass lantern room that caught the weak...0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 1 Views 0 ΠροεπισκόπησηΠαρακαλούμε συνδέσου στην Κοινότητά μας για να δηλώσεις τι σου αρέσει, να σχολιάσεις και να μοιραστείς με τους φίλους σου!
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THE WEIGHT OF NOTHINGI Raymond Kowalski woke at 5:30 every morning. He dressed in the dark—dark trousers, dark shirt, the same jacket he had worn for five years. He ate toast with margarine. He drank coffee that was too weak because he had stretched the grounds with extra hot water. He walked out the front door at 5:45. The factory was two miles away. It took him twenty minutes to walk. He walked at the same pace...0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 5 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση
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A Thousand SunsA Thousand Suns The first time Daniel Hale saw another sun being lit, he thought it was a mirror. It was during a research cruise in the Pacific, south of Hawaii, where the water was so deep and so clear that the sky seemed to extend downward infinitely. Daniel was a postdoc in astrophysics—twenty-nine years old, three rejected papers, and a girlfriend named Sarah who loved him the way you love...0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 6 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση
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The Double Life of Thomas VanceThomas Vance opened the bookshop at nine in the morning and he closed it at six in the evening and he did exactly the same thing every day for three years. He straightened the books. He wiped the counter. He drank tea from a cup that said World's Best Bookseller in letters that were chipped and fading. He watched the people walk past the window and he thought about nothing. This was exactly...0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 5 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση
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THE QUIET ENDFrank O'Malley woke at six in the morning. It was not an alarm clock that woke him. It was the habit of waking at six, established twelve years ago in a base camp in the Ho Chi Minh Trail and never broken, even after he broke everything else. He lay in the dark. The apartment was small—one bedroom, one bathroom, a kitchen that was really just a corner with a stove and a refrigerator the size of...0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 5 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση
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The Last Sunset of InnocenceThe fog of London did not lift on the morning of the Great Fire of the Heavens; it merely turned a bruised, iridescent purple. Arthur, twelve years old and dressed in the stiff, oversized wool of the St. Jude’s Orphanage, stood on the cobblestones of Fleet Street and watched the silence happen. It was not a loud death. There were no screams, no crashing buildings. There was only a sudden,...0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 5 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση
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THE PEOPLE'S ENGINE### Act I: The Spark James Callahan first understood what engineering meant at the age of twelve, when he was sent into the depths of the Homestead Steel Plant to unclog a jammed conveyor belt that had brought the entire rolling mill to a halt. The foreman had given him a choice: crawl through the gap between two moving rollers, or watch his father lose a week's wages for the downtime. James...0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 10 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση
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The Observer at Five PointsCase file #47: Margaret O'Brien, personal notes. Date: March 14, 1963. I did not want this job. I wanted to finish my degree at Columbia, like my father had wanted me to before the incident at the precinct that made finishing anything feel impossible. Instead I was sitting in a third-floor office above a laundromat on Broadway, typing up case reports for a man who treated the rules of criminal...0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 3 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση
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The Observer at Five PointsThe first thing you notice about Five Points is the smell. Not the second thing or the third thing, but the first. It hits you before you see the buildings or hear the voices or notice the children running barefoot through streets that were more mud than cobblestone. It is the smell of five thousand people living on top of each other in spaces no architect would have approved for a dog kennel....0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 10 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση
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The Velvet Shadow(Paranormal Romance Variation) Clara lived in a house that breathed. It was an old Victorian estate on the edge of a cliff in Cornwall, where the wind howled like a wounded animal and the sea crashed against the rocks with a rhythmic, violent hunger. Clara was a restoration artist, spending her days breathing life back into faded canvases, but her nights were spent in the company of a ghost....0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 8 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση
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The Appraiser's EyeThe file came across my desk on a Tuesday. Standard life insurance claim, three deaths in thirty days, all listed as cardiac arrest. The kind of cluster that makes an adjuster suspicious but not alarmed. We see them every week. I opened the folder. Three names: Frank DeLuca, Rosa Martinez, James O'Brien. All three worked at the Brooklyn docks. All three lived in walk-up apartments in Red Hook....0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 9 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση
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The Observatory of Lost StarsLondon, October 1883 The fog had settled over Greenwich like a shroud, thick and yellow with coal smoke, and I sat alone in the observatory with nothing but the great refractor and the weight of a secret that would drown me long before the stars ever did. My name is Arthur Windsor, and I am the last astronomer who knows what lies beyond the silence. It began on the twelfth of September, when...0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 2 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση
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