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Wednesday, July 10, 2019

4 stories




a story

by bofa xesjum



it is the year ————

the universe is divided into two warring camps, the ———————— and the ———————

the ———————— have ———————— and are —————————

the ———————— have ———————— and are —————————

after over a thousand years of warfare, the ————————— are on the verge of a great breakthrough.

the capital of the ————————— empire, on its home planet of ———————, is in immediate danger.

——————————, a young ——————— in the ————————— army, receives a summons from the great ruler.

——————————, a young ——————— in the ————————— navy, receives a summons from the great ruler.

the young——————————— from the—————————— empire is sent on a last desperate mission.

the young ————————————from the ------ empire is charged by the great ruler with stopping the last desperate mission of the young ——————— from the ------- empire.

it has come to this.

where are the dreamers, the artists, the poets, the philosophers, the intrepid explorers , the architects of empire, the inventors, the transformers of reality?

where are they now?

it has come to this.




the rivals

by nick nelson



smith was just finishing his memorandum when he heard a rap on his office door.

who could it be? he wondered. the staff knew he was not be disturbed when he was composing his memorandum in the morning.

“yes, come in,” he called but before the words were out of his mouth jones burst in.

terrible news, sir, jones exclaimed breathlessly.

please close the door behind you, jones.

jones closed the door.

“what is it this time, jones?” smith asked.

“a ———— sir! a ———— is heading straight for the ——————— !”

“i rather doubt that,” smith replied in his trademark dry tone.

“but it is! it is!

you have always hated me, haven’t you, jones? and this is your last pathetic attempt to discredit me. well, i am having none of it. you are —————————

suddenly ———————————

a great ——————————————

it was over.




the dawn

by corinne delmonico



as pete and the child walked down the highway, the sound of the sirens in the burning town behind them began to fade away…

and the dawn began to come up.

“do you begin to understand now?” the child asked pete.

“i do,” pete answered. “i understand now. it is only through the party that anything will ever be accomplished. we are part of the problem or we are part of the solution.”

“and the party is the solution,” the child added. “the only solution”

the dawn came up.




the pink house

by fan taser



the pink house stood on the hill. nobody was ever seen going in or out of it.

when annabelle was a little girl, she walked past it every day on her way to school.

when she graduated from high school and got a job at the chicken farm, she drove past it every day on her way to work.

when she married henry and had the twins, she pushed the double stroller past it every day when she took the twins and the dog out for some fresh air.

she never saw anybody go in or out of the pink house, or any sign of life around it.

someday, she thought, i will go up and knock on the door and see if anybody is home.


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