Addiction Therapy: First Session

"Dr. Gyle, your 2:30 is here." The words were tinny-sounding and hollow, as if spoken in some alien interrogation room, and looking up from the case file he had been rifling through, the middle-aged white lion gave the intercom device that sat on his...

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The BBQ

Theodore stepped out into the hot afternoon air, squinting and raising a paw to shield himself from the assault of the midday sun. Summertime was always a welcome break from school but the heat could become unbearable at times for the 18 year old...

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Captain's Report

We apprehended the man in the middle of the street after having received numerous reports and complaints of a hunched-over traveler, staggering about and raving loudly at the populace. His appearance was unkempt, swaddled in a large, tattered, blue...

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Thief's Confession

"So, it's like ah saw a fella stroll in, right? Right outa tha cold, wrapped up in a nasty blue cloak an look'n like he ain't got a thing in tha world. Was just mind'n mah own business, see? Just try'n ta keep the bones warm, ya know? Ain't noth'n...

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The Tower

There is the presence of other things. Here. Unanswered. Calling children on unseen leashes dance on the utterly devastated void--strings of life. Prophetic visions unseen. Unheard. Cast down into the well of of our understanding. Tomorrow we will die...

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Alchemist's Letter #1

Dearest Falutrav, It has been some time since our last correspondence, my friend. I hope all is well and that business is good for you. With the unseasonable weather we have been having here I am afraid to say that my supply has been outstripped by...

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