Stories tagged “scrap”
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onedownnow
When you look in the mirror and your face has become the doorway to a long dark corridor you know that you went off-grid for too long. You start to see shadows moving on the edges of your face. Under eyes, and behind. The bathroom was covered in green ...
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serin
Each search formatted and each format searched. There was no data to mine behind the flecks of wetware between glass plates. Everything was encharcado, “soaked” as Gage would say. No package meant no scratch. No scratch meant nothing for a ...
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The Ship
Low evening fog descended around the ship, seeping a sheen of frost across the deck. The helmsman pulled tight his long coat and scarf, steeling himself against the cold. At their back the lights and towers of the city Urund-ir had already begun to fad...
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An Old Fear
They ain’t men, child, not anymore. Thems what come when the snows fall, they’re from the old war. When the old kings and princes needed men, they’d stitch ’em together, men without blood or breath, men who could march a hundred...