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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...

The sorrows of Rowena

Those mah-jong nights. They had a lot of it during those times – Rowena, and her friends in the Village. Rowena enjoyed the games. Maybe because she needed the company of her dear neighbour-friends. Maybe she really enjoyed the games. She was born...

Eighteen months

Eighteen months ago, you sat outside the church's steps, dressed in your wedding gown. You were crying, jilted at the altar. I ran to you, put my arms around you and let you weep. I felt your pain. I cursed the man who hurt...

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The Long Road to Capiz

The dawn had barely broken, the rooster was still asleep, and stillness enveloped the sleepy village of Casanayan. There was no moonbeam for now...

The sky painter

Dawns would not exist without Fernando. Cloudy skies, golden sunsets, and starry nights all would not exist, because Fernando was in charge of painting...

Super Blue Blood Moon

12/30/1982 The moon looked unusually large and orange the night Karla was born, but Conch, her mother, didn’t notice. It’s hard to notice the moon...

SAN RUFO

Historical Fiction (based on true events in 1845) POURING river water over his head, Jamil allowed the cool water to flow over his sunburned, half-naked...