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The Tithing
January 5, 2045Mabel walked out of her apartment on one of those balmy New England January days. It was the type of weather where you optimistically leave with a jacket, hoping for a bit of cold. Instead, the wind and dust pick up, and if you forgotwww.onedoor.cc your neck gaiter, you would be retching up mucous and dust for days. New England humbles you like that. The last of the snow had mostly melted away in a gray thaw, with some plow piles remaining in the shadows - a wan, grey color littered with grit and take-out wrappers, hardly considered snow by that point.Mabel wasn’t surprised to see snow left i...
Welcome Aboard
It was a cloudless summer new moon, following a week of rain. A warm breath of honeysuckle tickled the tall maples into quiet song atop the cadence of distant crickets. Amidst that midnight symphony, a young couple lay side by side in a clover meadow, sighing into the star-spangled infinity.The woman’s flaxen hair was a splay of silver in the starlight. The man turned onto his elbow and ran a finger along the skin of her arm, pulling goosebumps in its wake. He leaned closer to rest his lips on her bare shoulder, then dabbed his mouth closer to her neck, eliciting from her a soft moan. They ent...
Beyond Belief
It’s been fifty-five days since the Annihilation happened. The earth beings faced unimaginable destruction which caused the extinction of living organisms. Fifty-five percent of all living organisms went extinct. Unending darkness and a grim silence spread all over the world. The whole world looked like a grave. Everything shattered. There is no place to live, no food, no water. Most of the forests were devastated; oxygen is not normal. A group of armed people named “S.O.A.”, which means “Survivors of Annihilation”. They went on a search to find the living. No one was prepared for this… still,...
Betty’s Going to Play Outside
“Okay, so that window's magic?” he wasn't pleased.“Yea, nobody understands magic these days.“Nobody understands you, to be more precise.”“Thanks,” I looked at the window. “I wasn’t...”I’ve been living in this teared house for some time. Because I never have visitors, because when one’s alone, one does weird stuff like talking to themselves or making a cat out of an empty can—calling her Betty—I found out about the magic in this window.“Anyway, let’s just focus on the magic,” I grabbed Betty, who was sitting near the window.“This is ridiculous.”“Look at Betty, I think she’s ready.”“She’s an e...