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See the City

“Going my way?” the old man asks. He has bad knees and worse teeth, which are yellow and chipped. His breath is the worst, though; it smells like things have died in his mouth. Maybe they have. He has a … Continue reading

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age groups

He is an old man when she is a little girl, with the beginnings of liver spots on the back of his hands and the skin bunching up loose and wrinkled.  His hair is still relatively full, but his scalp … Continue reading

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“There aren’t any problems …”

Hold out both arms as wide as you can, like you did when you were a child and thought that just by running fast enough, you’d be able to take off and fly. Hold them until your chest aches with … Continue reading

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the last day of the cursed child

In a certain village in a certain area, there was a legend: once upon a time, the village had a tradition of choosing two children from every generation, the last two born in a given year, a boy and a … Continue reading

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Undercity: Disappear

Tonight her name is Columbine and she is wearing black and red, with a line of diamonds of descending size painted under her left eye.  Her gloves have no fingers tonight and her nails are painted alternating red and black.  … Continue reading

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Undercity: the Bar

In the Undercity there is a bar that has a broken neon sign with only two letters still intact and glowing.  The rest of the letters have been long since removed, carried off by enterprising thieves during the daytime, but … Continue reading

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Beastiary: The Crying Girl

Sometimes you hear a voice weeping in the darkness—she only appears in dark areas, where there are few cars and no lights at night.  Her time isn’t midnight, but 2 a.m., when things are quiet and still and the sound … Continue reading

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Left-handed white blood cell

Luke was lefthanded and enjoyed things that were particularly sour or bitter in taste. He was a quiet boy who did nothing to stand out, though his grades were good and he was polite enough to the other students. He … Continue reading

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Poor Tom

Tom died when he turned fifteen. It was a spectacular death, if he did say so himself: practicing for his learner’s permit, with his father in the seat next to him, coaching him, they hit a slippery patch in the … Continue reading

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Spring and Autumn

A long time ago, before the Sun-Queen and the Moon-King went their separate ways, the world was a very different place.  Magic ran deep and steady through the veins of the world, and they spread so far that even those … Continue reading

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The witch of the woods

Once upon a time, in a small village by a vast forest, there lived a girl named Scarlet, who wanted very much to be a witch.  When she was old enough to be allowed away from her mother’s watchful eye, … Continue reading

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The (Shape) Of The Mind

Allen had his first wet dream at twelve. In it a girl with golden eyes and an odd ashen cast to her skin held hands with him and pressed up closer than a girl ever had in his life and … Continue reading

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Autumn Master

Nick died in autumn, so when the parade of ghosts came to fetch him, they draped him with scarlet and umber and sent him to walk with his seasonal companions, in line after the summer ghosts in their emerald and … Continue reading

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Lessons Learned

“So then, what year did the Great Unification take place?” “F– fourteen hundred. And fifty … sir …” “Summer or winter?” “N–neither–it was spring–early spring–” “Ha ha, very good. Then, the Treaty of the Five Kingdoms?” “Summer the same year–ah–Master … Continue reading

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last blood

It was my sister who drew last blood. Perhaps it was an accident. Perhaps it was not. The blade was in her hand and she had both a smile on her lips and a shocked look in her eyes. There … Continue reading

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