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Final Wish
First was the gunshot. It echoed off the stony walls of the nearby buildings and assaulted Ace’s eardrums. His head ducked and his shoulders shot up to his ears. He stood frozen for a moment, his jaw hanging open on a hinge. Second was the realization. He’d been walking alongside a woman, their fingers intertwined, their shoulders brushing with each step. Now she was strewn across the dirty sidewalk, her stomach trembling with each ragged breath she dared to take. Ace dropped to his knees and pressed his hands against her abdomen, the blood that’d seeped through her shirt hot against his tr...
Snow Angels
It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. The thick pearls of snow drifted to the sidewalk with a gentleness that belied the violence of its icy hands sending shudders down www.onedoor.ccthe spine of the young woman shuffling down the path. Her footsteps left slashes in the glittering dust coating the ground as she made her way through the heart of an empty campus where gray-brown ivy clung to the side of brick buildings that have watched over these grounds for centuries. Long, arched windows stared down at her from several floors up, dark and empty except for the intermittent few ...
Atlas Rises
It was December 2066、 It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. I was 14 years old and my mother was driving me to my father’s house in rural Wisconsin, outside of Madison. There was no way I was going to spend the obligatory Gift Exchange and New Year’s holidays with him again. Last year instead of getting me presents, he smashed my guitar against the fireplace then put the mangled remains of it as well as the notebook where I kept my musical scribblings into the burning hearth. “That’s about as good a use as you’re going to get of those things, Abbey Zhang,” he had s...
Lonely Treasure
Tithenai was the runt of the dragonbrood, so he learned early to take what he could get. It was one of many valuable lessons that he had learned since the day he crawled from his shattered eggshell into a world of teeth and malice, though he’d had to teach himself. A wretched creature, he might be called, but one who survived. The other six who had spawned with him fought over and eventually claimed—some more triumphantly than others—the best caverns in the vast mountain lair. Therein they would lie sprawled among vast treasures gained from their hunts. Tithenai, the runt with weak wings and ...