Stories tagged “presence”
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Near Her
I was walking along the shore when I saw her. She stood facing the sea, ribbons of her raven black hair being tossed every which way by the wind. Her shoulders were hunched, as though she were nestling something very close to her chest. I longed to cal...
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The 12 O'clock train from Hattiesburg (3)
The ‘Essence’ led me to the safe house where she had set up a room with all the necessities I would require over the next few days. After meditating for a short period, I found the lower level of consciousness needed to pass over. The liqui...
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Rules
The “rules” weren’t written on paper, nor computer. I found them out on my own over time. The first was sleeping in my bed, and only my bed. I made the mistake of sleeping on the sofa one night, only to awaken to my arm pinned between...
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The List Goes On
My friend invited himself over, to which I could not turn down. He’d been wanting to see me for a while, so I allowed him in. At first, I was nervous. Scared of his every move, scared a nail would stick him, or a glass would cut him. But after an...
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Fears Abound
I could rebel against the rules. I could start a fire and torch the whole fucking building. But to be honest, I just want to get by. I get the feeling, that up to now I’ve simply been trained. The demonstration of strength, the observation of the...
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An Attic For Your Angst
“That blathering, idiotic-!” Daniel stormed up into the storage attic, barely able to contain the rage that had him pacing almost blindly amongst the boxes and shelves full of dusty bottles. He bit his knuckle to keep from screaming aloud t...
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For My Friend
Her moon, like hurt, pales in the sun’s comfort; the warm light lifts what discourages with the mist— and this regal girl emerges with dark purple lips, pearls in her fists, and blue worlds of mackerel skies reflecting off of her soft emera...