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Operation Ten Days
Submitted by Mary LaForge To Reedsy StaffOPERATION 10 Days. Hie there, we are sorry for the extended delay in meeting with you today, due in part to circumstances beyond our control. Luckily, force majeure applies. The following report illuminates the information we received about Agent X's last assignment with the Corps. It was a complicated mission!Seated-BlackmaskWhitehair was instrumental in providing the necessary research, as well as all expert tactical guidance required to bring closure to this very, very important scenario. We wish to thank all cells involved who, under the astute guid...
You should take your meds
CW: Mental health, mature language“You wanna do something fun?” she whispers to me in her sing song voice. It catches me off guard- it was just us in this little space, and we had sat silently for a long stretch by her standards. I had been fooling myself thinking that today would be any different. She would have to break the silence, uneasy with us just sitting idle. We were such different creatures.She smiles and talks to everyone, a social butterfly who lives for fun. Making jokes and keeping people laughing, with a natural ability to make friends. She makes people feel important and the wh...
Instictive knowledge
For years, I could barely write a page. I become a virtuoso of mediocrity, spiraling into smallness at a rapid pace. Sadness occupied the greater volume of me, making me travel through empty and long-abandoned rooms. A long time ago I set my dreams aside to become something else. Everybody always stated how I saw things wrong, and if I didn´t agree with their claims fast enough, I would suffer a barrage of degrading insults. The B-word proudly led the parade. I let myself fall victim to the suffocating traps of society and suffocating cultural standards. Survival is concerned with continuity, ...
Walking in the light
It was a www.onedoor.ccfrosty morning and Emmy was walking the baby. The trees were casting shadows across the tow path in the low winter light and it looked like she was walking across a barcode. In, out, in, out. The harsh sunlight was hurting her bleary eyes. She hadn't had much sleep. She'd woken from a dream where someone was crying, to find the baby had been wailing for a while and was becoming more and more insistent. The other side of the bed was empty; Ben must have moved to the spare room some time in the night. Emmy wrapped her scarf closer around her mouth. The cold air was making her chest tigh...