creepy kids
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“We’re coming to get you. Me and Alice and Ribs, we’re coming. There’s a second orsine. Were going to find it and then I’m going through it, to find you. I’ll bring you out. Can you hear me? Mar? Can you hear me?” He shook his small head. He tried to warn Charlie but no…
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This is another deeply passionate and lyrical cautionary tale from Beth Lewis, and a powerful page-turner. It’s a real emotional companion piece for The Origins of Iris, and develops some of the themes begun there. The terrible ache to take back our mistakes forms the heart of the Atlas community and it’s leader Sol’s teachings,…
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Anthony slept lightly Christmas Eve, fully expecting the confrontation to come. When it did, it was the dead of night; he didn’t have a clock in his room, but the worlds inside and out were hushed and still. The figure perched at the end of the bed had done nothing to disturb the stillness, but…
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Happy Thanksgiving, those who observe it. I’m Irish, so I don’t, but I like the sentiment, obviously. In the spirit of the giving part, here’s a story, though it may not follow the spirit as kindly as my sharing it is intended. And if you take the time to read it, then Thanks. Thankless To…
Damien Kelly 