Finished Folds (681—700)
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2The office was full of boxes four months after they'd settled in. He knew the last of them contained a point of contention and he was in no hurry to reach it. Memories fade, but
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3Cannon balls was a euphemism that'd backfired back into his face. Cassandra wasn't the type of woman to let such a claim go unverified and her cutlass ensured a docile subject for
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0His resolved wavered with his equilibrium. He'd stand his ground as long as he could stand, but the tonic had been set at a much lower ratio than usual to the gin. A stupid smile
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3A rapier's wit, as it turned out, was no match for an actual rapier. He found himself buckling as his boots swashed blood and utter lack of control onto the planks. A writer had no
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3Chemicals incinerated his eyes and nose and stopped him dead in the doorway. Nothing had prepared him for hydrochloric acid and month old rot stew that coalesced in the bath tub.
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5The scent of pine covered his fingers and reminded him it was Christmas time when he leaned a cheek against his fist. Only two days left, but five before Christmas. He would never
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2Her crayons ground out a foreboding warning on the page. Her parents and principle called a meeting to decide how to get her to draw rainbows, but there were no rainbows in hell.
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1The mouse scurried down the hall with a ball of cheese and a map that gave the exactly location of the final piece of the puzzle. Of all four hundred pieces, this would finally do
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2A third glass slid down the bar and skidded to a stop in front of him, only light clinking its predecessors. He drained it and tossed back some peanuts. When he woke up, he knew
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3The scroll case lay on the floor between them. Fire in her eyes sang out to him. He couldn't decide what he wanted more. She did not have that dilemma. Her shuriken pierced his
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3It was a futuristic Camelot. He was her Arthur and she was his Gwenivere. He'd read the book, so when Lancelot arrived, Arthur shot him in the dome with a .38 and planted a knife
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1The crystal ball lit up the walls with a rainbow of stars. Their eyes locked on one particular constellation and deep within it, saw another set peering back. He fumbled for his
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0As she walked down the hall, lights blinked out and flickered back on as she passed. To the casual observer, she was magic and scary, but close observation would reveal a shadow
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1Crisp leaves crackled as he hovered by. He never touched the ground, but the field repelled everything beneath him. There wouldn't be foot prints, but if you measured the compact
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2She missed her sister a lot...Almost every day in fact...but she'd resolved that today would be different. Today she had scope and a much closer shot. Plus her sister was wearing
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3The pistol unsheathed itself from his pocket. He never fired it, but waved it around and pointed it when his telekinesis blasted away his enemies. Ballistics would never find a
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2He let slip a few of the grenades. Just enough that it would send a lesson to anyone who followed. His mother, however, wouldn't be around to teach it to his brothers who followed
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3She sensed that he was alone by the way he stirred his drink, and the huge sky blue vampire cape he'd worn. Nobody'd told him it was a costume party, because it wasn't. This was
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2Cratered and vomiting lava, the planet's face reminded him of his high school girlfriend on her period. It was time to dance again, he thought. But tonight, he'd brought protection
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3Four felons sidled up next to him riding hover dogs. Why the manufacturer hadn't made horses was not a question that currently concerned him, but would ultimately save his life.