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She

She faced the beast and the pale, distracted haze left her eyes. Her gaze was as shockingly clear as the beast’s first terrible pounce. Her clothes grew spikes and her fingernails became claws. Her teeth lengthened into knife-like fangs. There … Continue reading

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The Butterfly Wars

The bloody battles spread to three different worlds and leveled entire continents. Not one of Butterfly’s own friends survived. He saw each of them die over the course of the first eight years. Though it’s been a very long stretch … Continue reading

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Chrysalis

She put the caterpillar to her mouth. It entered willingly, and she swallowed it whole. Almost immediately, her skin began to change. Dark specks appeared, and subtle seams like cracks in ice, as if those were the places her skin was … Continue reading

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Sunrise, Autumn Equinox

The sun reached out to the tiny stone as if he had arms, and fed it to himself as if he had a mouth. He felt restored almost instantly, and the stone, of its own accord, made its way from … Continue reading

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Wandering, waiting

I am a stranger here, a poor fit for this place. But I’ve been here so long, I’ve found a kind of peace with that. I’ve even been known to flaunt it a little, this strangeness. I have a lot … Continue reading

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How long did I fall?

How far? This was not an abyss, which has sides and which, however deep or wide apart, still would have seemed to hold me inside itself. Here, there were no sides, nothing to suggest I may ever, ever be pressed … Continue reading

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Unshakable

The night sky over the savannah sparkled with a dense carpet of stars. Across them, a small, black shadow darted furiously, and traced a blazing path of startling constellations. It was a little owl, under moonlight the color of a … Continue reading

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Small Change

The policeman watched the woman walk calmly out of the woods with her new companion. He still didn’t know where he was, or how he’d got here. She was a petty thief, seemed almost violent, and she was his only … Continue reading

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The Fall

Once, the Sun was the subject of much celestial acclaim. Above all other suns, the citizens of the universe turned their clamor to this one, and for good reason. He was unique among stars in many ways—a fervent traveler, an … Continue reading

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Duplicity

When I woke up, I saw my reflection, twice, in a pair of perfectly black, perfectly shiny sunglasses. Framed below a glossy white helmet and above dry, thoughtful lips, the double me tipped slightly, then loomed close as the policeman … Continue reading

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