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Soda bottle tulips
The smell of fresh coffee tickles my nose as I sit across of a much younger me. I smile at …
Short story: Bohemia
I loosened my tie as I got off the bus, but that didn’t stop my breath from hitching. God, I …
Nothing good ever happens after 2 AM
I’m clutching the glass of water in my hands as if it’s going to shatter if I only squeeze a …
Oak Hill High
“You’re such a perv!”, says Eric and everyone in the hall turns to him. Sabrina stands next to him, adjusting …
Girl with Peaches
The story might start with me going to the nearest supermarket to buy something or just to clear my mind …
Azalea: Chapter 3
Chapter 3 – Drowned in an Ocean of Indolence She’s floating again, weightless, a cipher, into a sky which she …
Encounter at Jegersberg
Encounter at Jegersberg Everything that I am about to narrate here is true. Yes, I could have mixed up some …
Azalea: Chapter 2
Azalea: Chapter 2 – Welcome to House Alighieri Azalea had once read ‘if you stare into the void, remember, …
Short Story: Take-Off
Paul leans back and looks out of the window. The lights of the airstrip get smaller and smaller until they …
Hvor er mitt hjem?
Unikum redaksjonen kjenner til identiteten til skribenten. Klokka er 18:06 når mobilen plinger høyt nok til at jeg våkner …
Azalea: Chapter 1
In Light There is Hope, In Darkness, Salvation There is a town, its name lost to the tidings of …
Short story: Azalea
Prologue “Time may heal all wounds, but the scar remains, festering, threatening to overtake the vessel you once believed you …
Everything is Allowed
Fluttering in the mild, spring wind there is a trace of something. What it is eludes its victims, no word …