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Mo’s Story

There was once a very powerful man, who employed a great number of people. He wasn’t very nice, but there weren’t many other options for the people that worked for him. They were all immigrants, and they had very little voice in the community, so they only grumbled under their breath about the unfair working […]

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A Boy Named Chris

I can’t really claim to have written this story. As far as I know, it’s true, it was told to me a long time ago. There was once a young boy named Chris. Life was hard for him and his family. They were refugees, and were forced to live in a strange country because of […]

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Flannel

There once was a scrap of fabric. It lay in a bin of other scraps in a small quilting shop owned by a kind old man. All of the other scraps were different from each other, some were striped, some had polkadots, some were silk or satin and shone in the light. Others had silver […]

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Fore

My name is Takata Fore. Fore isn’t short for anything, just Fore. My mother told me once that it was a joke my father had after… well, it doesn’t matter. I still don’t get it. Apparently, he was a golfer, and wanted me to be one as well, but that would have required him to […]

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What are you doing this Quarantine?

In the year 2034, doctors’ warnings of the increasing severity of the flu virus and the growing movement of non vaccination came to a head. In January, cases of a new strain, colloquially dubbed “bat flu” (from the original carrier), exploded overnight. Doctors compared it with the swine flue of 1918 in deadliness. However, due […]

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The Policy

Okimbwe had just finished his duties for the day. As village chief, he was responsible for settling any number of issues that might arise between neighbors. The issues could range from day to day, but there weren’t many people left in the village anymore, after most of the children had left for various cities, looking […]

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Virgil’s Wave

Since an early age, Virgil had been fascinated by ghost sightings. He had read all the books, watched all the videos online, and even emailed with a few purported ghost hunters since he was old enough to type. He had been so obsessed throughout his youth that he neglected any sort of social life. It’s […]

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3: Net

January, 2147 [eight years prior] From low orbit, the Indian built Garuda V rocket didn’t come into view until it cleared the last level of clouds over the Australian interior, and even then, it was only a small spec on the visualizer. Another twenty miles up, and the main body of the vessel would break […]

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2: Lorelei

Something was different. There was an unusual lack of delay between requests in the Net. Request and Connection had no origin, and yet kept increasing between satellites. Information was spilling over, it had been coming for a long time now, though nobody expected it. That last upload must have triggered something. The Database was full, […]

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1: Jon

The Network was constantly shifting, re-adjusting itself to accommodate for various disturbances. Sometimes an individual satellite would shift itself to avoid a retired satellite that had been forgotten for decades, but failed to fall and burn up in the atmosphere since. Sometimes it was a whole sub-group of satellites spreading out from each other to […]