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The History of Lake CLASSIFIED

“I don’t think this is such a good idea.” Vincent frowned as he looked around. “The old quarry is so eerie at night.” His voice trailed off, and he flipped his collar up to protect himself from the light rain that ran down the back of his neck.  It felt like tiny shards of ice.  He looked to one side at his best friend, the younger girl called Melanie. “You should run home, Melanie.”

Melanie shook her head and held his hand, as around them, the six adults kept the two moving inside their circle of bodies. Read the rest of this entry »

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The Mending Man

“Messy, messy, messy!” The black-haired man howled in distress as he dashed about.  All around him, bottles and vials of brightly-colored liquids bubbled away as his elaborate chemistry setup continued its work without him.  He paused as he came to a pile of papers and tore into it, eagerly searching every sheet until he found what he sought.

Triumphantly, he held it up to the light.  Finally, the formula was clear.  He looked around and mouthed several names as his tired eyes landed on different compounds.  His cracked and chapped lips moved rapidly, but silently as he gathered the various liquids from their places on the chemist table.  He turned off each of the titration nozzles and reduced all of the burners to their lowest settings.  Carefully, the dark-clad man set the ingredients in a line, then dashed off to a closet. Read the rest of this entry »

 

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A Bullet in a Snow Globe

As snow fell from a bright and sunny sky, I felt like I was living inside a snow globe.  The air was nipping cold, but even in my crummy slippers and my hole-filled hoodie, I was unwilling to go back inside yet.  My home, an old school shared with my family and many others, was warmer, but far less beautiful.  Bored children and their grandparents often cleaned the yard and walls because there was nothing else to do after work days were finished.

I was sure that there was nothing like this in the world.  I shielded my eyes and looked up.  The snow was bright and shining as it fell, like motes of pure light.  An uneasy step led me forward, away from the old school.  If none of this had happened, I might have happily attended it as a student and learned how to read the sign in front. Read the rest of this entry »

 

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The Sea Witch

In a cottage on the cliffs beside the sea lived a witch.  She brewed potions, wrote spell books, and helped cure the sick.  One day, she became very sick.  Everyone marched in a line to her cottage and gave her presents of soup, herbs, and hand-made gifts in hopes that she would quickly recover.

The witch was very happy that so many people cared about her, but she knew she would not get better.  So, she decided she would give away her books, her potions, and her cures to the nearby village.  When people came to give her gifts, soup, and herbs, she made sure each person left with a gift, until only one person was left.  He didn’t have a gift for her, and her home was empty of gifts. Read the rest of this entry »

 

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The Queen and the Killer

Power is all.

This was the creed of the three queens.  Each was a vision of beauty.  The leader of the three was slight and delicate, despite her vast magical strength and speed.  Her right hand was a gorgeous, classy woman, and was rumored to lift houses from the ground for play.  Her left hand was a boyish beauty with long hair and a sweet pout.  This left hand was a master of stealth and the magic of minds and bodies. Read the rest of this entry »

 
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Posted by on February 21, 2013 in Semihistorical Fiction

 

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