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Drinking the Heron
You reveled in battle, in the beating of drums and grinding of steel. And I, craven, lay awake in the anticipatory darkness, watching your chest rise and fall, wondering if each night would be our last. So certain was I that you would die sword in hand that I was blind to the stalking shadow,…
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If You Can’t Make Your Own Regret, Store-Bought Is Fine
Regret was without question the emotion no membalmer wanted to see trickling into the basin when they tapped a skull. It was the sickly brown of leaves decomposing into stagnant water, and fragility aside, it smelled foul. The ideal outcome for any preservation, of course, was to provide a living memento of the deceased for…
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Mind Palace v1.2.1
Nominated for Best of the Net 2027! >Overdose. Called to a code in the 4th-floor visitor bathrooms but the patient was already long gone. His mother is a patient on cardiac stepdown. He came in to visit her and then shot up in the bathroom after. No one found him until housekeeping came around to…
RJ Aurand 