Tag: Short Stories
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Divining anonymity
‘So, for one coated iron rod, 250 grams of aloe vera gel, a stack of twelve fine pieces of parchment, and a willingly given Phoenix feather, that comes to sixty eight labels and four silver marks.’ The customer was nodding along, already pulling coins from her purse. ‘And I’m rounding down, not many people come…
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Something in the woods
The rumble of thunder he understood. The rain that fell in sheets and cooled the air inside his home was familiar. But the noise outside was new. Even in a storm he knew by heart the sounds of his home and everything around it, so the moment the noise reached his ear he awoke. The…
Open cognition 