Finished Folds (881—900)
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5that the father of our children would die at my hands, but our children would destroy the world. Considering my friend's distress I thought I should keep that to myself. The next
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5the air terminal darkening and spinning around him. Long moments later, a stranger hands Gerald some coffee. "I'm sorry about your country, but we needed to adjust history so that
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1Hearing that made Ken wince. He knew he could levitate if he would focus and practice, but in his waking life he forgot to do that. At least his sister had more practical dreams, l
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8ess Xtreme. Europe clattered past, Samarkand, the Steppes. Delphine had just unwrapped the tiny naked monkey's banana bonbon when they found themselves in Arkhangelsk, the pursuers
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4with plasticene before, but the way the old lady said it made him panic. No magicians nearby at 798.3, some people in the 600s but they were all interested in self-help. He backed
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2One night JD seemed at first stricken then relieved to see me at his hut's door. "You made it!" He lit candles and served tea. "You can sense the evil in the woods, too," he stated
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3He sure had great legs, though. "Got to get those legs," I instructed my brainstem as I panted and wheezed after him. The culprit did a triple-flip over a chainlink fence into a d
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2a piece of glass from the concrete floor in our basement flat, and showed it to me. "Look at it, Amarghrekhala!" So I kicked him to the curb. There's a time for mysticism, and a t
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6He thrashed against the restraints. "This is it: it is happening now!!" he uttered despite the antilogosticals in his courtesy saline drip. "This is the story to end all fiction!!"
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4Pasternak and Bradbury greeted each other warmly at Peredelkino. Oranges glowed in a bowl, tea brewed in a samovar, and crows and owls congratulated each other in the autumn wo
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4and the royal shuffleboard court turn to gray and smoldering cinders. The antihistamines had failed. The Dragon De La Paloma sought the village witch, who lived in Far Emberwood, n
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1"benefit from the public mathematics of organic being," as one editorial phrased it. "Yeah, sure -- cancer is profitable," said carriers of the uxMR12 gene and demons from the
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2I stilled my voice but I continued to breathe. My tissues needed oxygenation. My cat I could understand. She spoke with her whole being. But all these humans squeezing out verbiage
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4the way it used to be, the way it really was. Cinderblock house, leaves on the driveway, cats fighting. No ghost, no foul, no regret. Karma was just another mental thing, I hoped
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5"We are not your slaves, and we are not the slaves of our genome!"was the war-cry of jerome522, martyr of a failed rebellion. But the Ultrarich's nxMOAR virus dealt with the merely
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1"Convergence my eye!" groused my smartphone (unbeknownst to me at the time). "I'll show you Convergence!" It filled me in later by way of a trojan dream-rec app, and now
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7Hogan drove his team with reckless abandon as ribbons of flame spooled across the sky. Once the carriage entered the intersection there would be no return.
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5A woman with an amusingly long name answered the phone. I didn't quite catch it, so she repeated her name slowly. Five minutes later she asked me tersely:
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9to bring my phone with me. It was an old rotary dialer, but it was still an unwanted connection to a past I wanted to forget. In Wichita everything would be
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2-- you really are a psychic invalid, aren't you, you poor dear. You had better stick with mathematics and physical means." Oh! Now you're thinking of tearing me apart with your