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Penumbra
It was late evening on one of the most beautiful Autumn day. Leaves on the trees in the backyard hang loosely and have started to look more like slightly dreamy orange falling on the ground as wind blows. It was gloomy outside and dark clouds had completely covered sky; gentle air was blowing which made the weather little cold. Raindrops slowly falling from the sky were touching the window glass softly. After a long and tiring day at work, Kai changed into her loose white top and dark grey joggers pant. She is a young 25-year old woman living in a shared house away from her country, her parent...
Getting the Line Just Right
Getting the Line Just RightDeborah ElliottThe rain was coming down and the wind was blowing fierce enough to bend the trees that shaded the front of the house. It was the kind of day that kept everyone inside. Melinda didn’t care because she wanted to work on her line anyway. She always rehearsed upstairs in the attic because no one ever bothered her there. After a lunch of chicken noodle soup and crackers, she climbed the creaking wooden steps that led to the attic. (Everything creaked in the family farmhouse.) She walked up to the cheval mirror that was by the window. The oak mirror had war ...
Hunting the Ghost of Fiona Diamond
The librarian watched from behind the circulation desk as a young mother and daughter, the last patrons of the night, approached the desk with a stack of picture books. Pasting on a cheery smile, the librarian checked out their books and sent them on their way. As soon as they passed through the double glass doors, she strolled over and turned the lock, reaching for the drawcord to lower the blinds on the quiet dark street beyond. Finally, she breathed, pressing her back against the mahogany doors. The cavernous great room of the library spread before her. High ceilings vaulted above with ric...
Keeper of the Creatures' Books
The hard spine tickled the tip of Rinetta’s ear as she took aim, then fired. The book hit the soft spot of the gremlin’s head: just below the flap of an ear. It squeaked and crumpled on the floor. The gnome behind him halted mid-puncwww.onedoor.cch, staring at the angered librarian. “Look at this mess!” She threw her arm toward the tiny bookcases that had been knocked over during the scuffle. The whole section was scattered on the floor like confetti. Two sprites—Flit and Xinnia, regulars—came in through the window just then, their giggles turning to gasps as they seen their favorite books in disarray. The...