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Autumn 1901 – Black is the Color of Rage

Posted on June 18, 2013 by skook

  The girl flickered. She seemed to appear and disappear simultaneously, to solid and light at the same time. Where she stood, the ground smoldered. It was simplicity to see from where she had come for she left footprints scorched … Continue reading →

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Spring 1901 – A Dream of Beings

Posted on June 17, 2013 by skook

  De la Furie surveyed the smoldering ruin. His violet eyes were cold. The fire that had consumed his laboratory had burned so hot that the iron supports had melted into a pool of slag. Gray ash, lifted by the … Continue reading →

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Spring 1901 – Oh Brave New Man

Posted on June 16, 2013 by skook

    De la Furie spread his arms expansively. He grinned even more so. “It is a new century. We are casting off the past and marching – boldly – into a grand future. It will be a future created … Continue reading →

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Winter 1900 – The Center is Empty, the Perimeter Void

Posted on June 15, 2013 by skook

  The faceless man said, “The century turns. It is an arbitrary thing. A belief that counting the days and the years matters. That we have control in the universe. This illusion does us no good. It stifles us and … Continue reading →

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Autumn 1897 – A Child A’Callin’ Its Father’s Name

Posted on June 14, 2013 by skook

  Abraham squinted up at maelstrom playing about Sentinel Hill. In the flashes of lightning we beheld a cyclopean mass swaying to a music heard only by itself. Abraham said, “Pluto is opening the gate. His throats form the words … Continue reading →

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Summer 1897 – The Child is Father to the Future

Posted on June 13, 2013 by skook

  “You are Briar Rose Taylor?” asked the giant.  I set down my traveling bag. Despite his size, the man looked nervous. We were the only sojourners at the train station yet his eyes darted about as if he were … Continue reading →

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Winter 1895 – Every Raindrop A Tear

Posted on June 12, 2013 by skook

  Walks Behind Bears coughed and spat. Bloody phlegm hit the campfire and sizzled. If he were not already dead I would have been concerned. 

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Summer 1894 – The Unappreciated Phantom’s Complaint

Posted on June 11, 2013 by skook

  I knew that if I allowed myself to fall asleep the ghost would appear. It is the nature of guests, both wanted and not, to arrive when one is unprepared. 

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Summer 1892 – Hearing Ballads in the Thunder

Posted on June 10, 2013 by skook

  The rifle that Mrs. Lancaster leveled at me was old but looked to have been well maintained. “You’ll not disturb her,” she said. “She’s done harm to none that have not deserved worse.” I looked to the distant figure … Continue reading →

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Spring 1892 – Building a Ghost, Hand to Arm, Foot to Leg and Head to Neck

Posted on June 9, 2013 by skook

  Doctor Hendricks pointed at my empty glass. When I shook my head he poured the rest of the gin into his own tumbler. He stared at the clear liquid. He said, “Tell Podovkin that I no longer play at … Continue reading →

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