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Deceit

This world is ugly, but the truth is uglier

April 28th, 2017 by fefedove
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He runs down the corridor, lush carpet thick and soft under his feet, the fragile decorations trembling under his steps.

“Jack, be careful!” his mother calls out. “Stop running so quickly and don’t hurt yourself!”

He skids to a halt at the end of the corridor and turns around, pouting. “I’m not gonna hurt myself. I’m a man,” he
declares.

His mother chuckles and his father says, “Yes, our Jack is all grown up now!” as they walk to join their son. “So you must protect Daisy also.”

The girl pokes her head out from behind her mother, secretly making a face. The boy stifles laughter and nods gravely. “Of course, Father.”

“Ah, I almost forgot,” the man says. The boy wa...
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Beyond Broken

Deal with reality, or create a distraction?

April 25th, 2017 by Ashmlin11
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She sipped it slowly. It tasted bittersweet, like all the memories she could recall. She knew she would be alright after this though. It was all part of the good Lords great plan. At lease that's what they told her in church.
Her heart was a block of cement hanging by a chain in her chest, swaying slowly, turning, threatening to drop at any moment. When it
did, she knew it would be hell. That was the part she was trying to outrun.
She didn't know what was in this drink and she didn't care. It might kill her, but she was okay with that. She didn't care much about anything anymore. These people could poison her, boil her alive, or make a slave of her if they wanted to. She wouldn't fight them. She was too tire...
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The Untold

You thought you knew him. You were wrong.

April 16th, 2017 by WillMorgan
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I can't say that everything was completely normal.

I spotted him from across the street, sitting there at the corner table, in front of the restaurant, his back to the window, eyes moving as though he was always on the look out.

I always thought it was kind of cute, the way his eyes narrowed and flitted here and there - like a meerkat. Like one of
those cute meerkats that keeps a look out while his friends are eating. I thought it was just a tick, or a twitch.

I looked right and left and crossed behind a taxi that blared its horn at me for no reason. That's when he spotted me. I caught his eye and he beckoned me over quickly, his smiled flashing only for a moment before it faded from his lips.

'I...
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Playing God

He took the oath. He took the money.

April 15th, 2017 by WillMorgan
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"Most especially must I tread with care in matters of life and death. Above all, I must not play at God."

Those were the words. Those were the words they that all said. Those were the words that they swore by, that every single one of them promised to themselves to live by.

And yet, here he was, staring down at an envelope that contained just one slip
of paper, with one sentence on it.

'Your account has been settled.'

He scoffed and down his scotch, motioning for the bartender to bring him another.

'You sure you want another one?' The bartender asked, clutching the quarter full bottle like a new babe, unsure to hand it over.

'Just pour.' The letter hold growled.

'Hey man, you're a surgeon,...
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Break the Glass

Will you still love a mystery after its reveal?

April 15th, 2017 by fefedove
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I am a strong believer in other worlds. Alternative universes created by time travelers, our alternate selves living out experiments. Parallel worlds of our reflections. Skewed worlds where time flows backwards.

There are so many universes possible. Our neurons are like the stars and galaxies. We all live with a different perception of the
world.

Others say I'm crazy. Delusional, fanatical, whimsical. I play along, and so I don't care. I'm perfectly fine "living inside my own mind," as they put it.

But I don't understand how they don't feel it.

It's 4 a.m. right now. In some cultures, "four" means death. For me, it is peace.

At night, my mind is clear, but the boundaries become blurred.

T...
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Like Home

Fifty years in cryo. This can't be earth.

April 14th, 2017 by WillMorgan
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'They said it. I remember it clearly. You'll be dead, practically, and the first thing you'll feel is the heat. It'll melt the ice in your veins. You'll wake up hot, burning, scared. You'll see fire through the glass as the pod comes in at more then forty five thousand miles an hour. Brace your knees, or they'll snap, they said. Ha, they obviously never had
to move joints that had been frozen for half a century.

I braced anyway. It hurt like all hell hitting the thermosphere. Like a brick wall at a million miles an hour. Damn techs, think they know everything. Probably all dead by now anyway. Not that I'd ever see them again. Or anyone for that matter. XLT006-P. Catchy name for a planet. This was a one way r...
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Poisoned

What if we're not us?

April 14th, 2017 by WillMorgan
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'You shouldn't be here.' He said quietly, looking up from his position at the console.

'I, uh, I got lost.' He muttered back, hand still tight around the handle.

Mother always said it was curiosity that killed the cat, but he just had to see.

The man smiled and slowly pushed his glasses back up his nose. 'You expect me to believe that? You got lost
down four miles of tunnels? Who are you?'

'I'm sorry, I just-' He began, wondering whether he could slam the door and sprint the distance to the exit before they caught up with him. He didn't think so.

'So?' The man continued. Despite being interrupted, he didn't seem especially perturbed. Errol was frozen. Planted in place, locked under the gaze of th...
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The Three Little Men in the Wood

Brothers Grimm - Translation Lucy Crane (1886)

November 17th, 2016 by Public Domain Stories
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here was once a man, whose wife was dead, and a woman, whose husband was dead; and the man had a daughter, and so had the woman. The girls were acquainted with each other, and used to play together sometimes in the woman's house. So the woman said to the man's daughter,

"Listen to me, tell your father that I will marry him, and then you shall have milk to
wash in every morning and wine to drink, and my daughter shall have water to wash in and water to drink."

The girl went home and told her father what the woman had said. The man said,

"What shall I do! Marriage is a joy, and also a torment."

At last, as he could come to no conclusion, he took off his boot, and said to his daughter,

"Take this bo...
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The Golden Goose

Brothers Grimm - Translation Lucy Crane (1886)

September 29th, 2016 by Public Domain Stories
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There was a man who had three sons, the youngest of whom was called the Simpleton, and was despised, laughed at, and neglected, on every occasion. It happened one day that the eldest son wished to go into the forest to cut wood, and before he went his mother gave him a delicious pancake and a flask of wine, that he might not suffer from hunger or thirst.
When he came into the forest a little old grey man met him, who wished him good day, and said,

"Give me a bit of cake out of your pocket, and let me have a drink of your wine; I am so hungry and thirsty."

But the prudent youth answered,

"Give you my cake and my wine? I haven't got any; be off with you."

And leaving the little man standing there, he ...
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Tom Thumb

Brothers Grimm - Translation Lucy Crane (1886)

September 29th, 2016 by Public Domain Stories
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There was once a poor countryman who used to sit in the chimney-corner all evening and poke the fire, while his wife sat at her spinning-wheel.

And he used to say,

"How dull it is without any children about us; our house is so quiet, and other people's houses so noisy and merry!"

"Yes," answered his wife, and sighed, "if we could only have one, and
that one ever so little, no bigger than my thumb, how happy I should be! It would, indeed, be having our heart's desire."

Now, it happened that after a while the woman had a child who was perfect in all his limbs, but no bigger than a thumb. Then the parents said,

"He is just what we wished for, and we will love him very much," and they named him accor...
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Little Red-Cap

Brothers Grimm - Translation Lucy Crane (1886)

There was once a sweet little maid, much beloved by everybody, but most of all by her grandmother, who never knew how to make enough of her. Once she sent her a little cap of red velvet, and as it was very becoming to her, and she never wore anything else, people called her Little Red-cap. One day her mother said to her,

"Come, Little Red-cap, here are
some cakes and a flask of wine for you to take to grandmother; she is weak and ill, and they will do her good. Make haste and start before it grows hot, and walk properly and nicely, and don't run, or you might fall and break the flask of wine, and there would be none left for grandmother. And when you go into her room, don't forget to say, Good morning, inste...
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The Fortune Cookie

Fortune Cookies Never Lie

February 29th, 2016 by Dakota McElhinny
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Tony grew angry. He sat in the back of his limousine, waiting for the light to change. Tonight was the dinner meeting, it was Tony's night and nothing was going to interfere with his promotion.

"Calm down, Tony," said the eloquent woman. Staring at him crossly, she became more and more irritated with his behavior.

"This is a make or break moment,
Crystal," Tony shot back.

She laughed snottily and replied, "Oh, Tony, everything is always a make or break moment for you, just be calm."

Attempting to relax, Tony sat back quietly.
Chinese. His mind went to the delicious meal he would dine upon at the Dragon Palace. At the thought of tender duck lathered in butter and seasonings, his mouth began to sa...
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Thе Curѕe

A curse upon seventh son

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