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For Starters
Zarah looked at the other prisoners and furrowed her brow. “A voice can consent or protest,” she said softly. “When the power to do both those things has been taken away, what point is there to speech?” “Well,” Jak said, … Continue reading
Delusional
“I took a bright boy—quirky and a little out of control, but bright and basically healthy—and I’ve turned him into a delusional maniac.” “I’m pretty sure I’m not delusional.” “You talk to animals.” “Yeah, and I also get them to … Continue reading
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Tagged Doctor Burkert, Jake Jackson, The Boy Who Could Hear, The Tarantula Thief
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Have You Considered
“Have you considered reading something less… adventure-y?” she asked, setting aside her completed stack of books. “Like stories about boys whose dogs die? Or whose friends get cancer? Or who learn how important it is to tell the truth, or … Continue reading
Soundly
P.S. Do you know, I meant to hurl that nasty statuette into the tall grass, but I suppose I must have forgotten to do so? As I lay down on my saddle blankets, I saw it crouching at the edges … Continue reading
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Tagged Frontier Eldritch, Seven Stars, The Good the Bad and the Eldritch
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Mike?
Rider cocked his revolved and pointed it at Mike’s head. And Chuy, in Scarecrow’s body, whacked his spiked club into Rider’s grinning face. Scarecrow, it turned out, was a muscular man, and had none of the underfeeding-induced weakness Chuy felt, … Continue reading
‘Cause It’s a Taco Truck
“Go to hell,” Chuy said. “Been there.” Eddie Marlowe, the wire-thin, jittery rock and roll guitarist, shot his bloodshot eyes left and right around the rubble that had once been a parking lot. The S on the wall above Eddie … Continue reading
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Tagged All Along the Watchtower, Rock Band Fights Evil
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We Very Much Want You
HOMINES ARDENT, she read. The men burn. Unintelligible lines. More lines she could read, few and far between, but as she sank deeper into the reading the Latin language fell away and the words burned themselves directly into Metic Fallows’s … Continue reading
Citizen’s Arrest
“Come on,” Evil said. He tapped me gently on the shoulder to get my attention. “This is bigger than us, whatever it is. Let’s get to the cabin and call your Dad.” I followed him. We ran hunched over, which … Continue reading
In Matters of Combustion Engines
“Wait,” I said, just as I thought Zack’s body—and the dead deer—should have been about to come into view. I was whispering. “What about Marilyn Wilding?” Evil chewed his lip. He whispered back. “What about her?” “She sent Zack after … Continue reading
You’re So Romantic
“Still no place to hide,” Evil pointed out. “If he’s staring down at your smartphone, we might not have to hide very well.” Evil nodded, catching on. “In that case,” he said, pulling something out of his back pocket, “what … Continue reading
