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The hermit – part 2

  Her black nails contrasted with the bright white bathroom sink porcelain. She rubbed the soap frantically on her palms, and the scented foam dripped from her shaking fingers. Her hands were long clean, but she couldn’t just turn off the water and go on with the rest of her day. This was ridiculous. She…… Continue reading The hermit – part 2

Blogging · Cibelle & Vohne · fantasy · stories

Beauty and the Beast…

  The eagles’ shriek almost ripped the sky’s blue tapestry in two. The cry in such perfect unison sounded bloodcurdling to Cibelle. Were the majestic birds just announcing the beginning of this duel, or were they already calling for help, knowing how unfit she was, facing the powerful buck? The shining blade of her dagger…… Continue reading Beauty and the Beast…

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Gone…

    How many times had she thought about it? Enough to be curious, obviously. She had seen it so many times on tv. Shows about people who had mysteriously vanished from their homes… No sign of kidnapping, no apparent reason for leaving their life behind. No clues as to where they would have gone.…… Continue reading Gone…

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Complications…

Fred had texted him early the same morning. “Show up a little earlier, man. I’ve got something to show you!” was all it said. Kevin wasn’t on the curious side, but he wondered what kind of surprise awaited him. Sipping on his cup of strong black coffee, at the café just outside their office, he…… Continue reading Complications…

Blogging · Fiction · Second chance · stories · summer · Thoughts

Cicada song…

Previously posted August 7th, 2016.   She was lying in the tall hay, eyes closed, open minded… What is summer…? It might have slipped from her lips. Or his, had he been there. But she was alone, with her thoughts, resting in the field, her skin offered to the sun. What is summer…? Summer is…… Continue reading Cicada song…

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Delete? – Part 3

  So… Are you going to accept my friend-request or not, now? Had it been a year already? She had the same stomach butterfly feeling. The same wet palms, the same stupid smile on her face, as when he had found her first, through internet’s warrens. She hadn’t had the most quiet, tranquile life so…… Continue reading Delete? – Part 3

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Addicted…

    “Some people need a booze, crave a joint or would kill for cocaine… You played the pusher, then left me high and dry, begging for your oxytocin!”       I always refused to to get high with friends… Always turned my back on anything that could turn me into a slave. I was…… Continue reading Addicted…