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It's the Count That Thoughts
The vampire raised the blade, a mad grin on his face. “And now for the feast!” His voice boomed through the hall, carried across the air as if on the backs of invisible bats. Outside, lightning lit the manor’s grounds. Thunder cracked the sky, the rumble of a grizzly bear’s growl. Somewhere deep in the bowels of the castle, a cathedral organ played. The notes vibrated in their bellies, reverberated in their bones.He plunged the knife in. Those around the table made appreciative noises. The count sliced bits off the cooked carcass. He placed the slivers onto plates and passed them around. Once ...
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“You have very pretty feet!” the woman said as she held Amy’s bare foot in her hand.Amy figured that the woman was just saying this, hoping that she’d get a better tip at the end. Though Amy always thought that she had pretty feet as well so she didn’t disagree. And she had to admit that when she looked the woman in the eyes, it looked like what she was saying was genuine.“Thank you,” Amy said and the woman nodded and smiled before she began.Amy sat back in the chair, closed her eyes, and got comfortable. A pedicure was the perfect way to treat herself on Christmas Eve. Tonight she’d be going ...
Disconnected
Tap. Tap. Tap. The sound was deafening. I was trying to concentrate on my chapter but every time I heard the noise, my eyes would wander over to the kitchen faucet and my brain would start pondering reasons why it could have been leaking. ‘Focus,’ I told myself while breathing deeply in and out. ‘So, where are we?’ I checked the page in front of me. It was staring at me, with its bold white empty space; one sentence at the top. I stared back at it. The story was coming, I knew it. If only I could find the words… Tap. That was it. The chair hit the floor when I got up, I couldn’t care less. I s...
A Freaking Bird?
This year has gotten the best of us all - there's no getting around that. I recently started a new job as a human resources manager in New York City. Coming into this job as quickly as I did gave me a little bit of anxiety. As I started to set up my office with small decorations, one being a statue of a bird one of my girlfriends gave to me as a gag gift, someone knocked on my door. I looked up to see a petite, shy woman standing in my doorway with bulky glasses and an outfit my grandmother would wear. She introduced herself as Miley, my assiswww.onedoor.cctant. I wasn't aware I'd be granted an assistant b...