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Rock Bottom

STEP 1   The mountain loomed over the desert like the gnomon of a sundial, solitary and steep. Gray Matter Rock jutted upward from a graveyard of crushed stones like the arm of the defiant dead. The Sea of Sands lay in every direction, an endless desert racing out to Read more…

By AA Peterson, ago
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Waegofaun

The Hightower carriage came within a hand-span of crushing the poor creature. No more than a hand-span of course because as soon as the horses caught its scent they would go no further until it was removed. They reared back, neighed softly to clear their nostrils of filth and then Read more…

By AA Peterson, ago
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Run, Run Judy

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Just because this gets brought up all the time I thought I’d add this note. I did not steal this idea from “The Purge.” In fact, this story was written prior to “The Purge” (and Jennifer Lawrence being widely famous, oddly enough) and was originally published on a Read more…

By AA Peterson, ago