Tag Archives: Short Story

An Empty Space

He woke up to silence. The two-story house remained mute upon entrance of the sun’s rays. The sound of his slow breath gave him pause, locking him down to the softness of the mattress. He felt glass shards trickle down … Continue reading

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Eyes Of An Honest Man

When a man became desperate he looked to other people for needs. It didn’t matter if the need was material or spiritual, it all depended on the person in question. When a person approached death he made the instinctive choice … Continue reading

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Death’s Dove

It paid off to have survival skills in the wasteland. Every salvager needed them or else death treaded pretty close. He read about the days before the Big Boom, when a man’s freedom out in the wilds depended on his … Continue reading

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