748_Losing the Spider-Man_A Conversation with Death_Tatiana of Wrath
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The movie ends at the local cinema in House Number 7、 The screen has been empty for a while now, andwww.onedoor.cc the credits have long since stopped rolling. Si stares at the blank screen. Stares and waits and stares and waits and stares and waits until –“When do you think they’ll turn the lights back on?” He almost forgot about Ba. “What do you mean?” he asks, eyes still fixed ahead, unmoving, unwavering. He knows what she means. He knows what she is asking, but if he answers then he’ll have to tell the truth. He’ll have to. And he doesn’t want that. “I mean, the movie ended,” Ba presses relentlessly, ...
Losing the Spider-Man
Losing the Spider-ManThe boy was restless. He shuffled around again and again under his Spider-Man covers, much like during those warm, summer nights, when he would get mobbed by mosquitoes without mercy. He desperately changed sides every few seconds, hoping that, this time, on that side of things, he would find peace. He never did. He wondered why mom and dad weren’t there to read him stories anymore. You’re too old for bedtime stories now, they would say. The boy did not want to be old. The boy wanted his stories.A single tapping sound manifested itself at the corner of the room, right next...
A Conversation with Death
"So tell me, why are you here? You're quite unexpected."I stood confused. "Who are you?" I asked. "Where am I?""I'm Death.” He replied, answering both questions at once.He wasn't at all what I expected. He was dressed quite ordinary, if not somewhat anachronistic. He wore a brown tweed sports jacket, faded blue jeans and tan desert boots. He looked more like an English professor than the grim reaper. "Really?" I was skeptical."Yes." He declared definitively.A smile slipped across my face and I confessed, "I've tried so many times and have never gotten this close. All my life, I've always wante...
Tatiana of Wrath
The city of Sadansk was gloomy to begin with. But it was gloomier in the winter. The Eastern European city did not have many modern buildings. And the few low skyscrapers that were considered new were only located in the center. The rest of the skyscrapers were from a half-forgotten Soviet past, and they stuck out of the earth like old jagged teeth that should have been removed long ago. As you leave the center of the city towards the outskirts, everything becomes more dilapidated. The roads get worse and the potholes become deeper and more numerous. The trams were at least 40 years old, and m...