Tag: Suspense

East Berlin – Another Writing Prompt

Posted on January 10, 2020 by

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Nothing. Nothing at all. It was reassuring. Viktor stepped away from the window breathing a sigh of relief. Max clacked in from the kitchen. The corgi stood in the middle of the floor gazing lopsidedly at his owner. It was so good that he…

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The Cottage – Chapter Twenty Nine – (Short Story)

Posted on August 13, 2019 by

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There was a sensation of whirling, of spinning headlong blindly through ether. It felt like eternities had passed between the clap and the first glimmers of some strange purplish light. “Holy shit it’s laser Floyd!”  Jim exclaimed facetiously. “Are you familiar with physics?” Germain…

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The Cottage – Part Twenty Eight – (Short Story)

Posted on August 11, 2019 by

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Jim was stuck again by the shift in atmosphere. With all these bodies luxuriating by the firelight it was indeed downright homey. The warmth was pleasant. But it was also naseuting. Jim did not trust these fine feelings. He did not want comradarie with…

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The Cottage – Part Twenty Seven – (Short Story)

Posted on August 10, 2019 by

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Jim could barely sit up. There had been gravy….with a side of gravy…dipped in venison and lard. He had to go outside with a mug of coffee to keep from falling asleep. The cool evening and the swaying trees were bracing. And each sip…

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The Cottage – Part Twenty Six – (Short Story)

Posted on August 9, 2019 by

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The fire was already blazing. Its warmth and the presence of people gave the austere cottage a homey feel. Jim was surprised by the party that had gathered. There were four guests. Which to his accustomed isolation qualified as a crowd. Elsa was stoking…

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The Cottage – Part Twenty Five – (Short Story)

Posted on August 8, 2019 by

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It took awhile for Jim to regain his senses. The dusk had settled. There was nothing left to do but head for shelter. The thought that terrified him most was that anything was possible. He kept feeling himself pulled along by strange tides. All…

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The Cottage – Part Twenty Four – (Short Story)

Posted on August 6, 2019 by

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“It is a science as mercurial as whimsy. The tides that pool between the stars are arranged like shifting sands. It is not a thing for the mind of man. That is the reason for intermediaries. A Hessian may master English but neither the…

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