The Delusions of a Middling Alchemist_Aimee_The Dream Demon_The Escort
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The Delusions of a Middling Alchemist
It was muggy in the factory. Illow licked her dry dark brown lips and inhaled deeply. As she concentrated, she tasted the thick air, wet earth and rusting iron resting heavy on her tongue. Transmuting dirt into muslin was a mindless process, the hard part was keeping up with everyone else. Illow’s hands cramped from the repetitive motions and she briefly flexed them under her padded gloves. She grabbed five handfuls of red dirt from the bucket on the far edge of the table and placed them onto the thick cast iron tray in front of her, spreading it thinly so as not to misshape the fabric it woul...
Aimee
Contains mild sexual referencesUp the Greek beach we run, the sand burning our feet, the sun warming our backs. I’m first onto the decking surrounding the beach bar, with Dev right behind me, laughing as usual. He’s a fun-loving student, like myself, tall and slim. Next up is the dark-haired Bryony, a serious thirty-something, but she’s OK too. We drop into the seats and the welcome shade. Aimee is last to arrive. Aimee is, well, just Aimee, as cool as ever. ‘OK, you win, bro,’ gasps Dev. ‘And it’s your round, Aimee! Paracalo!’ I call out, and over comes the barman. But before we can order t...
The Dream Demon
The slightly cool breeze blew on Audrey’s body as she walked Carrie.“Getting chilly out, huh, girl?”“www.onedoor.ccYeah, I like it.”“Me, too.""It’s invigorating!”“Yeah, look at us nude on a chilly September day!”“Well, it’s cool, but not chilly!”“Yeah.”Audrey continued walking Carrie on the sidewalk.“I gotta go,” Carrie said.“OK.” Audrey stopped next to a bank. Let’s go in here.” She opened the door and walked in.Carrie looked around. “Hey!”“What?”“I’m having déjà vu. I’ve been here before.”“You have?"“Yeah, I recognize these God-awful ugly walls!”“Hey!” exclaimed a white-haired man. “I don’t give a hoot th...
The Escort
Trigger Warning: Death and AfterlifeI see you teetering in the space between. You are clinging to life and begging for death at the same time. Your body suffers. Your soul suffers. And still, you won’t let go.Is it fear of what lies beyond that holds you in this state of limbo, or is it desperation to hang on to what you had before? Perhaps a combination of both. It usually is. Death is not a simple matter. I know you fear it, Death. Everyone does at one point or another. But I know you’re almost begging for it, too. Your soul has suffered more than most, and you are ready to end the pain. Do...