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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 dung scattered on his property. Its black stiff hairs are greasy, its back arched and its small belly almost...
The Summoner
Muriela stopped at a cliff as she watched the calm sea turn to purple. It was violet as the blanket on her late aunt’s flower-ringed body amidst the scents of candles, cheap coffee, and decaying rose wreaths, a sight and smell Muriela went...
Eight Legs Is All
It’s unfair. With small bodies, they move in all directions. Once a leg gets broken—which usually happens when they resist to be caught—they have seven more to spare. No difference. They still move like they used to.
Kuya Ping is one of the tikri...
THE LADY OF SITIO KARIKTAN
It wasn’t an urban myth at all and Frank couldn’t believe that he was the one to tell the truth to the whole world.
He had come a long way. Atty. Frank gave up his life of fancy cars, designer shoes and million-dollar lawsuits...
Senior Momentous
What was I, a retired university professor with a doctorate degree in education from a so-called prestigious university, doing with a much sought-after missing piece of evidence of a crime (as I soon would learn what it was), be on the run—sort of—because...
The King who Had Nothing
“What makes a man a king?” A young pauper asked as he sat on his father’s lap. They sat meekly on the side of an alleyway near the town square, under the shadow of a hill where a majestic castle stood. Amidst the...
