Cowed

Wendell Orman looked at his colleauge with frustration. "Damn it, Gunther, this could turn the company around." The blonde haired German researcher looked back through his round rimmed glasses. "Wendell, I agree. But we have not done adequate...

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Making an Ass

Traffic had been light, and I was about fifteen minutes early when I rang the bell. "Oh, hello, Jeffrey," Carol said unenthusiastically when she answered the door. "David will be down in a minute. Won't you come in for some coffee?" "Sure," I...

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The story of Faeone (Thunder Prequel)

"I can't get this stupid thing to work," Connie Hill complained. The twelve year old flopped back in the tall chair she sat in, pushing back the twelve inch glass sphere she had been staring at. Gulthar the wizard tugged at his beard, trying to...

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Binary Genetics, Chapter 1

The man wearing flannel pajamas snorted. "Keller, if you had a sense of humor I'd be laughing. Since you don't, you must have cracked up." He carefully placed the manila folder, brown with age, on the table next to the Veldt china coffee cup which he...

Thunder #15- Dreams

_Dear Herdmates, Friends, Readers and others..._ _I apologize for the lengthy time between updates. As always, the other reality where I spend so much time has distracted me from updating these journals. I shall endeavour to make more frequent...

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Binary Genetics-Chapter 2

Roosevelt National Park, Frank's Creek Parking Area "Shit. Oh, shit. Oh shit." Ranger Natalie Peters put her Jeep into park as the morning sun just started to peek over the horizon. There were lots of reasons why the minivan would be in the desolate...

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Binary Genetics - Chapter 1 (Revised Update)

January 5, 2020 0700 Eastern Time White House, Washington, DC. The man wearing flannel pajamas snorted. "Keller, if you had a sense of humor I'd be laughing. Since you don't, you must have cracked up." He carefully placed the manila folder, brown...

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Thunder #17

The rift was strange, and I realized almost immediately that something was very wrong. Instead of being thin and etherial, the rift itself felt almost solid, and I felt as if I was myself a vapor. I knew that Farhain was still with me; I could...

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Binary Genetics-Chapter 3

Dan slept quite a bit that night, with Andrea and the other mares standing guard around him and the other foals. Being young, they slept quite a bit more than the adult horses, only waking occasionally for a quick bit of milk then lying down and...

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