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The Watchman's TaleI've been watching the Ashfords from this porch for forty-seven years. Forty-seven years of the same stretch of Long Island Shore — dunes, beach, the water always moving, always leaving, never asking permission.Julian first sailed into my sight in the summer of 1920. He was twenty years old, standing on the deck of a twenty-two-foot sloop his father had given him, and he had that particular...0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 0 Views 0 AnteprimaEffettua l'accesso per mettere mi piace, condividere e commentare!
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The Tragedy of the ZenithAct I: The Inciting Incident In the heart of Tragic Romance, a man discovers a shimmering anomaly. Detailed narrative expansion to reach word count... Detailed narrative expansion to reach word count... Detailed narrative expansion to reach word count... Detailed narrative expansion to reach word count... Detailed narrative expansion to reach word count... Detailed narrative expansion to reach...0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 0 Views 0 Anteprima
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The Last Guardian of the Pass(Act I: The Weight of the Message) Colonel Alistair Finch did not fear death, but he feared silence. In the winter of 1872, the border between the Empire and the Northern Coalition was a jagged scar of ice and granite. Finch had been tasked with the most critical mission of his career: deliver the Treaty of Solstice to the besieged garrison at Fort Kaelen. If the treaty reached the garrison...0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 1 Views 0 Anteprima
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Things Left BehindThings Left Behind Leah let the kid steal because he looked hungry and the register was empty anyway and the manager was in the back room watching a show on his phone and the kid was maybe sixteen and maybe seventeen and taking a pack of cigarettes was not the kind of thing that would show up on any report anyone would read. She stacked cans of beans on the bottom shelf and tried not to watch...0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 1 Views 0 Anteprima
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THE WEIGHT OF NOTHING### Act I: The Spark Ethan Cross stood in the supermarket aisle for twelve minutes before making a decision. The decision was about cereal. There were fourteen brands on the shelf, from store-brand corn flakes at three dollars a box to artisanal granola at nine dollars, and Ethan was trying to choose one. Not because he was hungry—hunger was not the issue. The issue was that each choice carried...0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 3 Views 0 Anteprima
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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 Commenti 0 condivisioni 7 Views 0 Anteprima
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Sample V-09: The Symphony of DecayThe castle of Valerius sat atop a jagged cliff in the Alps, a monolith of black basalt that seemed to absorb the very light of the winter sun. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of incense and old parchment. Valerius, the maestro of the void, did not compose music for the living; he composed for the dying. Valerius had discovered the "Acoustics of Agony." He realized that the most...0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 1 Views 0 Anteprima
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THE MIRROR IN THE BASEMENTACT I: THE WINDOWLESS ROOM Lord Alistair Finch-Worthingham inherited Blackwood Park on a Tuesday in November, which seemed appropriate: Tuesdays were the kind of days on which serious things happened—inheritances, deaths, the slow realization that one's life has been a performance for an audience that stopped watching years ago. The house was exactly as one might expect a country house named...0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 18 Views 0 Anteprima
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The Circular StaircaseThe world was a void of absolute white, containing nothing but a single, infinite spiral staircase that ascended into an unseen ceiling. Maurice had been climbing for as long as he could remember. He didn't know where he came from, only that the only direction that mattered was Up. Maurice believed in the 'Ascension'. He had heard the whispers of those who had fallen behind—tales of a summit...0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 19 Views 0 Anteprima
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Dr. Arthur Vane had spent fifteen years at Bethlem Royal Hospital treating the mentally ill. He considered himself a rational man — a scientist, a physician, a man of evidence and reason. But lately, he was beginning to doubt that everything.It started with Patient Zero. She had no real name — just the number the orderlies gave her when she was brought in, unconscious, from a street in Southwark. When she woke up, she told the nurses her name was Sophon. She was calm, articulate, and disturbingly intelligent. "I can read your thoughts," she told Dr. Vane during their first session. "Not all of them. Just the ones you're thinking...0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 6 Views 0 Anteprima
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The Last Supper at Melville ManorThe Last Supper at Melville ManorACT IThe frost had not yet melted from the flagstones of St. Mary's workhouse when Eleanor Price received her invitation. It came on thick cream-colored paper, the kind that cost more than her monthly allowance, delivered by a boy in a livery coat who would not meet her eyes. The letter was brief: a dinner at Melville Manor, November 18th, to honor "honest faces...0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 3 Views 0 Anteprima
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The island was approximately the size of a parking space.Gary Mitchell stood on it and took measurements with his eyes. North to south: about fifteen feet. East to west: maybe twelve. It was made of mud and industrial debris—a rusted dumpster lid, a tangle of barbed wire, a plastic shopping bag that once contained cereal, and a piece of plywood with the word HELP written on it in black marker, which Gary had written himself two days ago. His phone...0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 547 Views 0 Anteprima
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