Finished Folds (1—20)
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3The answer is simple. No. The children of Father Time paid no heed to his advice and ventured into the world of men. Death, Dream, Despair, Desire and Delirium took hold of men
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5Toothbrush. With gums that color he needed some sort of hygeine solution. It wasn't easy being a Wookie in a world of men, after all. But they never told you that. They couldn't.
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4A flyer with information about some sort of Methodist church. The frantic shouts of "Ricky Cocaine!" still echoed in the air around us. And still the man looked at me as if I were
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4The Moon was a pale disk in the roiling sky, casting its leery gaze over the landscape: trees, barren of leaves, bending under a screeching wind. Black dust, the choking ash, swirl
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4And jeez, don't get me started on Texas. By the time the full climate shift took effect, the entire state was a mad house of rain, sleet, snow, fog, sweltering heat followed by a
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4the teeth of a grand beast, likely as savage and unforgiving as these wastelands. The sand kicked up, a brief moment of movement, and the bones vanished under the sand. How many of
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1But alas, the troubles of a lone cow poke obsessed by the bodacious curves of the bison were unnoticed or unappreciated, both by his girl and the local saloon. Pulling up his belt
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3awards for their "edgy" and "blase" approach to the homosexual identity on Broadway. Krautchen had always had an incredible talent for screenplays, but this was George's first go
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10"Tell me," one cried, "can you play the old dusty accordion?" No Rupert said, as he always said. "No, it's not mine. I carry it for old times. And still I must speak in rhymes." A
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6drew down her helmet's visor and flicked her cigarette into the wind. She wasn't some old codger anymore. That bastard was gonna wish he hadn't crossed this senior citizen, damn it
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6Back of the old pickup's rear window, its finger scraping terribly on the glass as it wrote its message. The spectre stared back at the driver, mouthing the words. Where? Where is
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3Renaldo, a man with a voice unrivaled by even the mechanical and augmented peoples of his age. The moment their eyes met during a concert in Venice, she knew he was better than she
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4time to think of what to do, it was too late to retaliate. Suddenly the cold shiver turned into a real chill which pierced the room like a blade, as the voice I had heard cried
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2The old codger was taking his sweet time, too. He finally reached the table, glancing about the cafe before addressing the young woman. " Good to see you again." He grinned.
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4It's ridiculous! They're worse than my sons, those aquatic bastards. Friggin' teenagers, the lot of them. Dolphins. Why do I have to take care of them, I'm the ornithologist!
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2" When in Romania: A Story of Love and Immortality" Doug rolled his eyes. He was getting sick and tired of all these vampire books. Moreover, that the world was a string of sequals
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3in my left ventricle. I had always had heart problems, but this odd tingling popped up only recently, as did the dream. I took another Melatonin and flipped the pillow to the cool
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3Victory, I thought, as I dipped the last thing to my name, a cracker, into the porky fondue. I munched happily knowing that they would not return, and I could do as I please again.
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6A source of entertainment for the other godlings which made this place their home. Thunder beings and gaseous wisps alike took great pleasure in seeingpoor Ronald suffer in public
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3in my chest I feel again the sting of uncertainty, that twinge of fear that he may not live. The doctors had told me he wouldn't live past three, but he had. I just didn't know how