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A girl walks through the empty city, careful of the shadows and preying eyes.
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What makes a mind its own? Scientists may say the cells,
psychologists may say the neurons. But the truth, the truth if you ask me, is
that they..
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This was written during a storm and when I looked outside I couldn't help thinking it was like the fairy gardens I'd make when I was younger, so I wro..
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I saw a man moving chairs today and so ended up writing this as I watched him.
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Three people are in a boat that's about to go over a waterfall. Where is life?
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A Chapter by Archia
You’re walking down a path, though by its thinness and the tall
buildings on either side it could be more of an alley. There’s cobble..
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A Chapter by Archia
You’re not
expecting anything to happen here, you’ll deliver the small package that you’ve
been told is important and then you..
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A Chapter by Archia
The opening
in the hole has closed. A few houses down there’s a small gap in the buildings,
only small enough to fit a person, and you squ..
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A Chapter by Archia
You don’t go back down the small gap between the buildings, you’re not
really sure where you want to go. In your hands is the package..
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A Chapter by Archia
You wait for the ink to dry and fold the
paper into a third and put a dob of wax to seal it. You hadn’t expected to be
going back to Mr Mo..
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