The Writer's Curse

The Writer's CurseThe blinking line on the screen flickered on and off in a steady rhythm. He had timed it. It blinked once per second in perfect sync with his system clock. He began to suspect that it was actually programmed to do that, but he would...

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The Family Name: Part One

The Family Name: Part One Xiaohua sat in front of her mirror, and used her favorite coral comb to pull her long, purple mane back into a wave pattern. Her blunted claws worked in tandem with the comb to fix every strand of the silky hair into place,...

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The Last Night At Home

The Last Night At HomeCarol stared down at the wood grain of the dining room table. She tried to focus on the swirls of the grain, and ignore the droning of her father's speech about responsibility. It was the same set of rules, tips, and commandments...

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Too Much To Bear

Too Much To Bear Chelsea let out a quiet yawn in her empty bedroom. She stood up from the neatly made bed, and padded over towards her vanity. Her short tail swayed back and forth beneath her frilly skirt with each step she took. The teenager placed...

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