Stories tagged “italy”
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The Improbable Drunk
“Come on! I’m not actually that drunk!” The decrepit specimen of a noble flew over the curb of the street as the bouncers to disreputable tavern threw him as far as any man could possibly fly without wings. Florence was quite a beauty...
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Jester's Mark
Onward and onward his wayward legs carried him, undoubtedly scared out of their mind by the fairly hefty guards who seemed to be following him. The man in the red and gold mask of the sun thought for a moment. He always got himself into these situation...
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Brick Works
The workshop was a large area outside a small Italian town, situated atop a hill. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, and the orange brick roofs were waiting patiently under the warm evening sun. Like skeletal structures, welcoming us to enter them,...
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Penultimate
“So this is it?” Harold Jamison walked over to his ex-wife, extending his hand to caress the back of her head. “This is how our story ends?” “Yes Jamie.” “But what if I don’t want it to end? I think we deserve a sequel.” Jamison moved...
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Something Is Very Wrong (Sequel, anyone?)
I walk out of the small farmhouse to watch the sun set behind the ridge to the west, casting a red shadow over the grapes. Wine season just outside Panzano, Italy. My father isn’t here. A long string of clues left by a mad man on the run lead me ...
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Bargaining
The woman is head and shoulders shorter than me, her long black hair lit up by the headlights as she steps out of the car. I can’t make out her expression but I suspect it is one of caution, mistrust. She doesn’t know who I am. “Can I...
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To Seek That Which Was Lost
The battered old car sweeps up to the door and an old man, presumably the owner of the property, emerges and pulls an overcoat from the back. He nods at me, and beckons me into the house. He pulls out a chair at the table for me before drawing a bottle...
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A Shared Glass
She lights three or four candles in various corners of the room, the lambent light dancing about several racks of wine glasses. “No electricity?” I ask. “No need.” Her voice is hoarse. I have to admit, the lack of halogen bulbs ...
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Orders By Moonlight
“You will find the instructions enclosed. Now go, dear child, and may your endeavors be blessed. Your deeds are gaining his attention, and in you he has found great interest.” The voice finished in a rasping whisper, and the shadows were si...
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Closure
My sister and I were in a city that I didn’t recognize, but she seemed familiar with. Everything was amber from the setting sun. There were two and three story brick buildings with a wide sidewalk on either side of a canal. We walked down one sid...