short stories
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“I’d rather believe in NOTHING, than to believe in something that doesn’t make SENSE!” Froud spits venomously, while clumsily removing Shaun’s league jacket before thrusting it into the ground. “H-HEY!” Shaun bellows with eyes wide and arms held out to the side in protest. “WHAT?” Froud remarks with pointed finger, “YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE TO…
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Howard wipes the cascading waves of sweat from his brow with his grease covered forearm and hisses sharply as a sea washes into his eyes. He tosses his tools to the side and grabs handfuls of his torn shirt, pressing it firmly against his face. “FUCKING idiot!” he spits aggressively, as he pulls the fabric…
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“Cadavers! Every last one of them!” Stewie spits with ferocious intent, twisting his nose towards the air and allowing the sneer to growl across his tepid lips. “It’s a bit heartless, isn’t it?” “Heartless would be to give them false hopes, when there is no hope, not for any of them. But us,” he says…
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…“I wanted to ask you before the others arrive, was it worth it?” Jeramiah hisses through his Cheshire cat grin. “I-I-It’s not over yet,” Lenny stammers. Jeramiah laughs softly. “Of course it is Lenny,” he scoffs. “You just don’t know it yet.” Lenny tries to get to his feet, only for Jeramiah to push him…
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“Childish behaviour like this will only delay the inevitable, not avoid it!” Syrian spits through his rotten teeth. “I nurtured you into adulthood, I helped build your legacy, and I feel I deserve some type of admiration for it instead of pranks better left to those that can pull them off!” “You’re just jealous because…
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…“The colourisation used when highlighting the peaks of each mountain shows a hidden talent I had never expected to see in someone so void of talent. I’m impressed Jacob, BRAVO! BRAVO!” Fletcher spits with excited enthusiasm as he slaps his hands together in an almost rhythmic fashion. “I had chosen you to move on to…
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“I never spoke to anyone else about what you did, I swear, I told them what you wanted me to tell them and nothing else. I SWEAR!” Fergus spits with envious eyes through desperate lips. Nick smiles allows a stifled laugh to escape his throat, “I know it wasn’t you, that’s why you’re still breathing…




