Once Upon an End: A Short Story of Truth and Tale-Telling
The End. He had reached the End of the world… and even come back from it. There he had expected to find monsters with torturous tentacles splayed on cliffs, or perhaps bleak beasts of shadow…
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The End. He had reached the End of the world… and even come back from it. There he had expected to find monsters with torturous tentacles splayed on cliffs, or perhaps bleak beasts of shadow…
Christine staggered to her knees and snatched at a step rail studded into the tile, kicking off her slippers to grab traction on the outer surface of the dome. A gale from the south whipped…
“I wonder what that tree would say if it could talk?” Five-year-old Sylvia asked, sitting with her grandfather on a shaded park bench. “It wouldn’t say anything, trees can’t talk,” said a grumpy man on…
I woke up thinking that it was too dark out and too early to be awake. Then I remembered what day it was. The pale hour of five-thirty showed in the bars of watery light…
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