Category: young adults
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HOPEFULLY MAKING THE BANAL BEAUTIFUL
Lying quite prone, prostrate against a bed of brittle eider-down, ever plucked at by a spectral querysome niggling wind, tossing sepia hair hither and thither in its wake. His eyes staring languidly up, as if on their own accord, through high arching bald winter branches of a weeping willow near the banks of Scamhurst lake.…
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INCEPT OF A NEWBORN
THE TRAIN IS NOW IN THE STATION The gilt wrought iron of mechanical filigree pulsed and gyrated ever slower until, gasping for friction on the well-used rails, motion became painfully slow; only the most minute of movement ebbing the giant metal beast along the remaining track of the station. Land steamers were a common sight,…
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BROWN COAT
AND BLESSED BE, ALL YOU MERRY PEOPLE! In a most finite and hypoxic moment, the disbelief wore off. Breathing more steadily, Sade propped himself against one of the perfectly memorised supports in the dark room. “Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! I’m going to have to go out!” Mumbling curses and sobs to himself, pitifully,…
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FAITO HASEO! FIGHT LEMONS!
REQUEST BY – THE PAIN YOU FEELCOVER IMAGE BY – AZVISIOFEATURING – LEMONS AND HASEO Crystalline beads of sweat already glistened upon the combatants’ skin. Ragged breaths, heaving chests, and the steam of over exerted bodies rose above all. Although their flesh was failing, their spirits would not – could not – falter. A desperate…
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THE MERCY OF THE MIRTH FIELDS
Cad sat at the foot of the table – an ebony obelisk on four askew miniature doppelgänger that could humbly accommodate a hearty baker’s dozen with ease – in solemn waiting for the guests to arrive. Servants would greet and attend to each in turn and relieve them of their excess outerwear before showing them…
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THE CORONARY STRING
The gilded frame in its entirety, other than flecks here and there; lost to weathering and the whim of father time, hanging banal in the pearlescent glare of a thin moonstone inlay; found naught but limited appraisal by all but one eye that settled upon it. The owner of said eye, conveniently, also belonged to…
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IN FINITE SEPARATION
A TALE OF A BANDAGE AND A COLLAPSED LUNG “To put it bluntly…” …gailed out of the streaming voice of Basin through a muted sigh, “To put it as tactless, yet benign, as I can muster…” …stuttering on the last words out of exacerbation, “You aren’t half a cad sometimes, Gedral!” Gedral lay unmoved by…