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    A Drunk Paul Revere
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    025. Drink; A Drunk Paul Revere 1768. It was my third glass of ale and I gulped it feverously, every drop. I would have asked the tavern keeper of the ...

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    Fishr - Wed Mar 26, 2008 1:44 am

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    Our Sacrifices, Will They Be In Vain?
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    013. Cemetery; Our Sacrifices, Will They Be In Vain? 1773. Sitting side by side, Sam and I leaned against Judge Sewell’s tomb in the Granary Burial Grounds. It had to ...

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    Fishr - Wed Mar 26, 2008 12:40 am

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    This Is The Day...
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    Dublin, Easter Monday, 1916 We sat with our rifles over our shoulders against the wall, Da and I. The sun was rising. Da pulled his cap off and stared up ...


    StellaThomas - Sat Mar 22, 2008 5:55 pm

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    Co-operate and Live, or Disobay and Die
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    “Co-operate and live, or disobey and die” I was innocent. I had done absolutely nothing wrong. I was born in Vienna in 1924, in the urban-decaying wasteland of Eastern Austria. ...


    Crispy - Sun Mar 16, 2008 4:07 pm

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    The New World
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    Chapter One: The Move Bella laid on her gorgeous bed, of colors violet, bright green and blue. There were two pillows and three throw pillows stacked neatly on top of ...


    winie603 - Sat Mar 15, 2008 9:13 pm

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    Benedict's Goodbye
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    “Mr. Benedict, are you up here?” Oh, Hell. I’d known they’d find me soon enough. But damn, so soon. I gave Adriana an apologetic glance, and took a step back. ...


    Jennafina - Fri Mar 14, 2008 7:38 am

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    Poor Son of Dixie
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    When the scared-looking soldier stepped out of the woods with his hands raised I was pretty sure that he wanted to surrender but my sergeant shot him anyway. “What was ...


    AmorOccidit - Thu Mar 13, 2008 9:21 pm

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    Guttersnipe Prompt #096
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    I created a table of doom and this is the first prompt I've finished. 096. Vampire; Cheshire Grins and Toadstool Bruises Regan watched as Ginevra Moffet languidly got to her ...


    Caligula's Launderette - Thu Mar 13, 2008 4:27 am

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    Remake of Troy??? Beginning
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    Pillaging the Journey After ten years in a hot overcrowded army camp no one was sorry to leave. The different sectors of the Greek army said their goodbyes, wished each ...


    Crispy - Sat Mar 08, 2008 1:38 pm

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    The Letter.
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    Dear Mother. I have finally received sometime away from this horrible war, and yet it never seems to be that far away, how is Dalia, still having that awful cold? ...


    Jen_Li_Ha - Thu Mar 06, 2008 7:40 pm

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    Lazy Bones
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    This was the half of my NaNoWriMo experience that failed miserably, word-count wise, but recently I've decided to whip it into shape. It's rather short, actually--any comments are welcome, but ...


    Sam - Tue Mar 04, 2008 11:18 pm

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    The Stitching
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    So this is, I suppose, the thread that from hereon in will be dedicated to my novel-in-progress, The Stitching. I like being tidy when I can (though the state of ...


    Brackynn - Sun Mar 02, 2008 2:22 pm

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    The Human Bullet
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    The Human Bullet The young man sat there and stared at the pristine blue sky, clutching his gas mask. He could smell the salty sea air, hear the squawk of ...


    Gahks - Sun Mar 02, 2008 11:30 am

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    Gypsies...who as yet have no title...
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    Passersby looked angry, and moved to the other side of the street, resenting the way the bright colors of those long skirts contrasted with the drab, unhappy, overall grayness of ...


    chocolatechipmuffin - Thu Feb 21, 2008 2:44 am

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    By The Light Of A Silver Candle
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    Chapter One Billington Hall Amy Billington was the youngest member of the Billington family, the owners of a large estate in Luxleigh, Sussex. She was a plain, unattractive young girl, ...


    *lilmisswritergal* - Tue Feb 05, 2008 8:44 pm


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