Stories tagged “morning's eve”
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There Are No Days
There are no days, someone once said. And he was right. There are no days, no nights, we’ve left behind. He knew that now even as he walked. On the road, along the path. When one walked along the trails of tomorrow, the personifications of all un...
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Almost here, Again
He chose another story. It was close to midnight, and the streets were lit with neon dust. As they slipped behind the shop, one smoked while the other watched out. She finished the cigarette, threw it away, and they embraced. They flinched and fumbled ...