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Original net.fiction by Original Authors
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A BOTTLE A PISTOL AND A SONG
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A BOTTLE A PISTOL AND A SONG A man sat alone in a pick-up truck parked where a dirt road ended in front of a small shack. His elbow protruded from the truck's open window as he tilted a beer can to his mouth, swallowed and puffed from a cigarette. Colored leaves were accumulating on the hood and a light breeze... more »
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Amanda's Dagger
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...Consider the evidence . . . 1. Have you heard Foxy's tone of voice when she speaks in her own truly spooky words about the murder of Meredith Kercher? You can see her testimony on YouTube. Push the time slider ahead to 4:10 . . . [link] And if that won't make your blood run cold, then regardez . . . .... more »
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'The Son of Man' book two... epilogue
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Utah’s Rocky Mountains were uncharacteristically warm for early January and it was obvious the photographer had overdressed. He’d spent the morning meandering up a broad tree-lined path created by an ancient glacier. Early on he had chosen to follow the high snow covered rim of an ever crumbling crag, a remnant of a primeval... more »
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(Dec Challenge) Putin's Last Christmas (1693 words)
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Copy n' pasting. Hopefully the formatting isn't all screwed up. No clue why it is sometimes. If it is, I'll repost a better copy. Putin's Last Christmas The Princess began singing the Imperial March of Letivia as another poker hand was dealt at the Las Vegas casino. The sound cut through the babble of voices and reached the ears of Alik Baranski, who cocked... more »
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(Dec Challenge?) All I Want For Christmas...
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X-No-Archive: Yes As before, asterisks indicate that something is supposed to be italicized. This is probably not a valid December Challenge. I had to go where the story took me though. All I Want For Christmas... “The beginning of *A House, Fallen* presents the reader with the standard portrait of international intrigue. Scenes flit back and... more »
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Things that Go Thump in the Night
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There was an unfamiliar scent; a sense of scrambling and something thumping as I pulled my key. Turning to shut the door in the dimly lit space, I checked an impulse to call out to my wife; the better to listen now to nothing but a sound of city traffic. Going along the hall out of the living room, it grew the more pungent, that steamy,... more »
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An Epiphany for a Patent Attorney
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A little nostalgia. An Epiphany for a Patent Attorney The moon had just retired, still leaving three hours before dawn. He sat at the keyboard, hands suspended, waiting for words to come. Like a Greek statue, he sat motionless. (Sorry! That should read "geek statue".) In his mind was only one thing. (a storage rather than inspirational... more »
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A Felicidad
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...JM Now, if this is the story progressing, and our narrator/protag is revealing how distant in the past these events occurred, then I am-- (laptops in prison? where is he? how has he escaped the bars and gallows? is he still on the lam? has he served a mandatory 7 years already and is now free to tell his tale? did his wife assist in some... more »
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