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The day that changed the world
Tack, click. Tack, click. Tack, click. Tick, tock. Tick , tock. Tick, tock. The rhythm of the pencil’s tip and ferrule alternating as Rigel tapped each end against the desk mirrored that of th...
The prophet.
The rain obeyed its nature and fell on the streets, hard pellets of water bursting on the stones and falling again in a fractal dance around my head in the gutter. I was tired, I was bleeding, I ...
Book Description
Short stories, little ideas.