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Lord Hades and the Gem of Tartarus, Part II

But if those buffoons don’t stop wrecking crap, things are only going to get worse. I swear if I find out one of them is behind these bollocks—some sort of a practical joke—there will be Hades to pay. […]

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Lord Hades and the Gem of Tartarus (Part I)

In the center of the room, there appeared to be an ancient grain bin. This must have been where they dried and ground their crops. In the corner, though, was something interesting: a small wooden chest partially obscured by a fallen rafter. […]

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Children of Nightmares

A master hunter knows patience. Taking your prey too soon, the flesh will be tough, chewy and bitter. The hunt is not over until a calming realization surfaces in their eyes. You must wait until they stop begging for mercy or rescue. […]

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Summer’s Rain: Soliloquy of a Dead Man (Part I)

It never occurred to me that this might be happening. After all, everything has a place, don’t they? And they all were in it, but then again how’s the phrase go…in the depths of a mind insane, fantasy and reality are the same. […]

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Chaos Shift

“What in the…” I shouted aloud again. Ms. Walsh ceased from her babbling at the sound and visibly flinched. “How? How could someone murder a mortal before the Fates had decreed?” […]

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DMV or Hall of the Dead

Stacy looked up from her monitor and rolled her eyes. It was a slow day at the Department of Motor Vehicles— middle of the month and a steady rain shower outside usually assured a day of scrolling through social media on the taxpayer’s dollar. Not today though. […]

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Forgotten in Hades

What can possibly be happening here? I flipped open the cover and began to read the file…premature terminus… apparent self-terminus… no evidence of chaos shift… […]