The Three Substrates of the Universe
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I open my eyes to the colorless early dawn light. The darkness is just beginning to lift. I relish the introspection of this time of day, just before…
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A short story about nostalgia
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When I awoke, the fire was gone. The world had gone cold, so very cold. Ice cold. What demons had haunted my dreams to put me in such as state? My world…
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A man in middle age may have lost much he once took for granted: his youth, his looks, and perhaps, for some, his hair. Perhaps even his ambition. But…
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I awoke early. The darkness outside seemed already to be lifting slightly while the darkness in my mind descended, and I knew that sleep would elude me…
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The sunlight entering through our front window shimmered upon the glossy blackness of Bellagheera's fur, creating mesmerizing reflections in random…
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