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Dinner Meeting by David V. Mammina

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Waking up to an old rustic table with my head buzzing and wrists tied around the back of a chair probably meant that my business proposal wasn’t received well. That is if I even proposed anything. I can’t remember how I came to be here in such a dire situation. In fact, I don’t even know where here is. It could be due to my blurred vision, but I barely make out three silhouetted figures sitting about the table. Before I can even attempt to yank my hands free, one of them makes a snarky comment seemingly at my expense.“He’s a lobster waking up in a pot of still water, isn’t he?” a feminine voice starts. “Shall we begin? I think we’ve waited long enough.”“I hate shellfish. Don’t reference crustaceans, if you please,” says another.With my eyesight improving, I can make out the bar to the far left, empty of patrons. Then, oddly, I catch a smell of some sort of wild animal emanating from the next seat. This whole thing is wrong. What have I gotten myself into this time? Am I a hostage?“Mr.…

Love Your Neighbor

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A Brighter Day Tomorrow

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Where Dragons Migrate

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Raptor Mist

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Raptor Warrior

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Papal Crown

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American Funerary

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The Changed -- Chapter Six -- by Dee Caples

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When Pericles rescues a human female from nomads he risks the wrath of his fellow genetic mutants who have done their best to avoid mankind. Worse yet, Danna has tripped the trigger of Dancy, the sociopath mayor of Dirty Town, by stealing from him. In this steampunk tale of revenge, there will be a duel in the desert and only one faction will come out the winner. 



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Waking To Weirdness Her brain was telling her to wake up. Thoughts of the day before scurried, of David stealing the motorcycle, riding up to get her. “Bring your shit and get on! We got to go now!” Danna hurried inside the tent, grabbed her pitiful belongings in a makeshift pack and got on behind him.They rode into the desert with her hanging on, hiding her face from the wind behind his back, the vibration of the racing engine coming up her legs to settle in her rump and the base of her spine. After while she quit smelling the stink of fuel made from shit and compost…

Advent

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Snow Blind

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Monster Island

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The Changed -- Chapter Five -- by Dee Caples

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When Pericles rescues a human female from nomads he risks the wrath of his fellow genetic mutants who have done their best to avoid mankind. Worse yet, Danna has tripped the trigger of Dancy, the sociopath mayor of Dirty Town, by stealing from him. In this steampunk tale of revenge, there will be a duel in the desert and only one faction will come out the winner. Chapter OneChapter TwoChapter ThreeChapter Four 
Where Is The Wind When You Need It?He carried the guns toward the rising sun. It was for the best. The dog-boys had been far too excited by them. All young, self-aware beings had grandiose ideas of their own power, fueled by the certainty they were going to live a long life. To make sure they did, Pericles had gotten up before light, taking the guns to bury them in the desert.Hot sand couldn’t burn his feet. The Changed didn’t wear shoes. It wasn’t something issued at the laboratory. Pericles had often thought it was a way to discourage escape. How blind. When the time came to r…

Mocking Mary by JM Parlingayan

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It was already a quarter to ten when I looked at the time flashing on my computer screen. Usually my work hour starts from 8 am until 9 pm. I was working overtime on developing, cataloging, and classifying library resources to ensure that library services meet the needs of the students. It was my second school where I was hired as a librarian. It was also a private school just like my first one; the only difference was that it was a catholic school. I was content with my job, and both the facilities and the work itself passed my standards of an idyllic workplace. I had my office and was satisfied with my salary because it was bigger than my previous one. My colleagues and other library staff were also easy to work with. I thought to myself that I was lucky enough to provide my own needs while working comfortably.Just as when I was about to leave my office I was greeted by the silence of the concrete walls. Time ran so fast that I was oblivious that I was the only person left in the b…

The Changed by Dee Caples -- Chapter 4

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When Pericles rescues a human female from nomads he risks the wrath of his fellow genetic mutants who have done their best to avoid mankind. Worse yet, Danna has tripped the trigger of Dancy, the sociopath mayor of Dirty Town, by stealing from him. In this steampunk tale of revenge, there will be a duel in the desert and only one faction will come out the winner. Chapter OneChapter TwoChapter Three
Division of SpoilsCobby had been the first to get back to the warehouse and when Pericles arrived he found a hullabaloo going on over the motorcycle. Everyone was impressed, even if they thought it stunk. Manda unscrewed the gas cap and her nose wrinkled. “This doesn’t smell like gas,” she remarked.“I think it’s modified to run on just about anything,” Pericles said. He got down and inspected the battery. “This is powered by solar cells. If any of our cans still hold viable fuel these will be a great help.”He saw that the smallest were asleep on top of and under the desks, curled into the op…

Coming Down

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I like for my work to speak for itself when it's not illustrated to accompany a story or vainly serving some fandom, which I am not opposed to but don't do very much of. Someday ppl will see this and not get its message. To be clear this is a social message. The girl here represents America as I see her now, throwing herself carelessly down a proverbial flight of stairs she worked so hard to climb up. She holds a teddy bear at her side away from her, as if it repulses her. Formerly it was an object of great affection and now she would throw it away in favor of this new fun activity of harming herself. The features of her face are distorted, insinuating she was once attractive but has now done so much harm to herself as to cause permanent damage. The trajectory of her fall has her heading headway into the edge of the windowsill. Although she is attempting to lessen the impact by drawing her arm inward, she will crash where the impending injury will be life-threatening.

Christopher Lee Dracula

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Sketch -- by Ryan McGinnis

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After a nasty breakup Sarah retreats into her art. Immersing herself completely in the elaborately detailed picture she finds she may not be alone there. Is it all in her mind, or is something lurking deep within the sketch?

There is something about the feeling of a pencil dragging across paper, leaving its mark, leaving part of itself as it goes, all in the name of creation. What starts as a swirl or line soon becomes part of a greater whole, whether it's a landscape, a portrait, an abstract, or something more. Sarah sat staring at the drawing, taking a piece of paper towel and absently smudging the varying shades of lines until it became a perfect shadow, becoming less of a sketch and more taking on a life of its own. She had been working on these landscapes for months and the show was coming up way quicker than she had hoped. Still, she couldn't think about that now. Drawing was a way of relaxing for her and she couldn't forget that. She had thrown herself entirely into …