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Signals from the Fading Vale – Part 9
Grass danced against the back of his hand, the blades tickling him. The smell was nice too and as he breathed it in, he was glad to feel earth, or the Earth, beneath him. The smells were all too familiar, so many hours of his childhood were spent running through nature, the woods, playing in…
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Signals from the Fading Vale – Part 8
It was strange –almost too strange — to hear his brother with a sophisticated, noble accent. He no longer had the mumbling, unfocused voice of a disobedient and willfully ignorant teenage boy. Another odd sight was the black armor, heavily adorned with emblems of creatures he didn’t recognize. Angry-looking creatures and shapes; vines with thorns,…
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Signals from the Fading Vale – Part 7
The television had been quiet for several hours. But Cody barely noticed. His eyes were closed tight most of that time, trying to think of other things to drown out the loud groaning and creaking coming from the attic door. It started out as wind, the same type that pushed him back from Aaron when…
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Signals from the Fading Vale – Part 6 – Short Story
Kumar The puppets march to the drum, like they’re deaf and dumb. Doing what they’re told Staying inside the mold Mass production/Mass destruction(X5) You can feel it in your spine, the ticking of the assembly line. Those that don’t know what happened before are doomed to repeat the past wars. His uncertain hand scribbled out…
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Signals from the Fading Vale – Part 5 – Short Story
Ryder A comet exploded through the clouds. In its wake a long tail of red and orange disturbed the soft white of the upper stratosphere, leaving a bright puncture wound in the sky. Standing by the ancient tree that his father planted the boy looked up. He was alone, except for the tree, with no…
Karl Kirkpatrick 