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The Smell of Victory
The Smell of Victory. “Smell that boys? Now that is the smell of victory.” The Sergeant and his four remaining soldiers all inhaled deeply. “Gas,” Samuel said, raising an arm ...
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The Pain of Glass
The Pain of GlassGlass crunched under foot as Anthony Parish stalked toward what used to be his window. He wasn't taking any chances. If they... if they were going to ...
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Two Shades of Black
Two Shades of BlackThere we were, the three of us, standing at different points on the roof, like the three corners of the Bermuda Triangle. There was nothing between us ...
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Behind The Mirror
Come closer, Reader. Closer. Lean in, just so. Come, take a seat on my devil's side and incline your ear to my dark tale. It is not a nice story. ...