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The visitation

The first to visit her is the little boy with the butcher knife in his heart. There’s dried blood on the handle, and he looks like he’s going to topple over any minute from the weight of it. But he isn’t standing up....

The High Priestess

Diwa shuffles the deck of Tarot cards. They are a trifle too large for her hands and her fingers are spread uncomfortably, but she finds the card player’s method of shuffling the one that works best for her, even though she’s tried simply...

Here there be dragons

The body washed onto the shore, lying on the tholin beach like the remains of a large blue fish. The suit itself was wrapped in a blanket of haze as the frozen air surrounding it condensed immediately upon contact with the warm matter...

Blue-Black

Let me tell you a story. No, no, stay a while. The other men, these so-called sailors, they write me off as a blind, crazy old man too quickly. They would listen to what I had to say if they had any sense! A...

Numbers

She was not like the other little girls. She did not run or shout or jump or play. The world, to her, was too loud, too bright, too sharp. But the numbers, the numbers were always her friends. They danced before her eyes from...

Ficture

“ Do you agree with all the terms and conditions of “Ficture” technology?” “Yes.” ‘Are you sure, Sir?” “Yes” “Again, we will clarify this is just a beta-testing for this newly developed technology.” “I know.” “Your safety is not guaranteed on the duration…” “I get it. Alright. I read the...

Random Pickings

Blood and Gold in Benguet

The Rising Sun bus left Baguio City quickly with a thick dust on its way while the morning mist hovered around the tall buildings...

Caught in the Eye of Durarakit

The black piglet trotted along the edge of the backyard with his nose down sensing the soil following the scent of urine and chicken...

Reincatnation

You might have guessed it by now. Yes, I am a tomcat. I’m one of several varieties of strays. One of five kittens born near...

Sometimes when shadows walk ahead

We were in front of the Aristocrat’s Restaurant, where the malignant bone of Ermita and Malate in Manila breaks into two. Traffic was like...