Stalker

The girl's funeral. Her black hair, silken and still, crowned upon her pale face, justifying her beauty, the moonlight shining down on the mourners, played across her face. The marks of the cause. How could this have happened? How could the killer...

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Prologue

I bid you greetings my friends you may call me Yuri, I am the God of History. My superiors have asked me to share some history and a very popular story with all of you. Though before I do begin, I'd like to ask everyone a question if that's alright....

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A Nightly Stroll

A Nightly Stroll By Kazufox Time after time, Day by day, Sitting at the window looking out in wonder, Only to just gaze upon the outside world, While locked up in a fortress of a shelter. Then one night, My brother said to me, As...

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Second-Hand Life

"You can't leave now," Luke says softly, his voice barely audible in the chilly autumn air. He stands up as if to leave, holding out a hand to stop me from following after him. I anxiously await his signal that all is well as he creeps along the filthy...

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Prologue - Out of Character

The wolf's head shot up, suddenly hearing a voice that seemed to be narrating everything he did. "show yourself!" cried the spooked wolf. "i cannot show myself," replied the voice. "i am the narrator.

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Vincent, Assistant: a micro-narrative

Brisk. "Vincent, do we have enough coffee for tomorrow?" Precise. "Only if I skip mine, sir." "I'd never have you skip your coffee, Vincent; I like you chipper." "That's very kind of you, sir." "Remind me to get some after work today." "Am I...

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As you know Bob, show don't tell: Srsly (7 shows, no tells!)

In that i'm using narrative techniques as soon as i start going on about 'damn cans' and 'some kid'. the difference is the narrator is, it would appear, john himself. if i wrote it like this - 'john walked down the street, hating every step.

Krystal's Arwitrin Ad

.)** narrator: arwitrin, the ultimate cure for athlete's foot.

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slutever: a found poem of her words

I am driven to produce incomplete narratives i am driven to produce incomplete narratives . and these incomplete narratives often speak of abandonment, loss, and the mundane.

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One and the Same - Journal Entry - Solis, July 28th, Year 1355

~ Solis, July 28th, Year 1355 of the Human Calendar Boredom.... As if it wasn't bad enough my scales make these summers months hotter, but now I am also dying from BOREDOM! Wouldn't that make an interesting entry in a Dragon Slayer's Guidebook:...

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Extreme Hoarding!: The Dragon

narrator (v.o.) isselmet is a 933 year old dragon who lives alone. she has been hoarding since the late 800's.

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Ember Tails side story - Firedog the First, end notes

A moment later, though, the narrator curses, with a momentary glimpse of the two other 'mons rushing in to the fight before the narrator choses to dash across the street, at the expense of the shot.

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