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The old barn on the outskirts of town has long been abandoned, but tonight light shines through the slats of its walls and the bustle of a small…
Content note: suicidal ideation Dear Laura, Do you think it is more unpleasant to/Would you rather burn to death or drown? Warm tendrils licking at your fingers, suckling…
Early November, it happened again: sea monster sighted in the bay off Eido. This had happened on and off the last few months, and had the town in…
Content note: suicidal ideation. The blossoms of the fourteenth month have scattered from the trees with the wilting petals of my youth, and I am sitting with Kieras…
Rhipzali Henthorn quit smuggling about six years and eleven jobs ago, which betrayed a lot about their resolution. It wasn’t desperation, either: they had steady work in a…
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