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Abigail’s puppies returned from their first day of high school wrecked as rafts against a reef. Shamira was skittery, strands of their hair tied in crooked spindle-braids. Zara…
gravel beneath our backs and headsbites like little blunt teeth aswe lie alone in the desertbeneath a night sky strewnwith lights like grains of sand.we name the Pleiadesas…
This story is a sequel to “The Silver Sphere,” which you can read here. Content warnings: Violence, Thalassophobia Remind me, my child… where last we left my story,…
When the scholar Heset Ibeki came to the court of the Emperor of Persia claiming to have written a book which contained in it all things, the first…
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