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The Journey Ahead
“So…I’m not really sure what to do here? I’ve never had a professional talk with you.”
“Why don’t you start with your name?”
“Uh, Kathryn…”
“Your full name.”
“Kathryn Marie Edslar.”
“And why are you here, Kathryn?”
“Because…I’m scared.”
“What are you scared of?”
“Life.”
“What about life scares you?”
“Everything…college…bills…being a real adult. Everything.”
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Yuletide Feast
He was old. An unfathomable number of their years, not that she could count so much. Her kind did not live so long. But he—enormous and old—was very, very dead in the frigid night. Nesting covered his body, the way it did all of them, as if it to make up for the fur they didn't have. Naked they were under it, almost all of them (though this one had some fur not just on his head, but other places too). But not enough; that fur and his nesting covered him, but still he froze.
The nesting; this was a problem. She ran up and down the length of him, pointy nose and whiskers busy, hairless tail sweeping for any missed information. It might be some time before the others came, but came they always did. And they would take him away before she could figure a way. Cold, so cold; if it were only herself, she would take her chances and start gnawing. But her nest was full of little ones, little ones who hungered. If she could just get enough to hole up until the weather was warmer…
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The Ice House
It's never been quite like this before I tell myself as I assess all my options. There are three willing “takers” or so my smart phone tells me, here, ready and waiting in South West Sixteen.
I take a cursory look at Ashanti89, admiring her sweet curves and lustrous skin. She looks a little overweight but definitely worth the effort. I send her a meet-up request, then move on to check out KaraKisses and SexySW, deciding swiftly not to do the same for either. Kara's profile picture shows a rather wild looking woman with brakish hair and a rictus grin.
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We're All Here
Marrus and Alanna halted at the lip of the crater. The sun was breaking against the far horizon and its rays were playing across the long expanse of plain, alighting on little houses and the wisps of smoke that twisted slowly from them. In the finest light that nature could render, the landscape was still sad.
None of that light touched the crater below them. It was utterly dark down there, darkness that obscured dimension, an entire swath of emptiness that poured out before them like a massive lake of ink. Marrus stared at it without saying anything, fatigue hanging heavily on his limbs. He felt a kind of exhaustion-induced equanimity toward the abyss. He wouldn’t mind staying where he was, but he wouldn’t mind diving into it, either.
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