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Crisis Counseling

  Crisis Counseling A Short Story by Tom Snethen From the Novel Do You Have a Marriageable Mother? “Fated or Mated” – November First 2017 “Break-In to a Heart Break” – December First 2017 “Death By Fork” – December Fifteenth 2017 “Shut Out” – January First 2018 “Crisis Counseling” – February First 2018 Coming Soon: “Chocolate Killer” – March First 2018 Some Adult Language Used   I was two stories under Abernathy Memorial in a concrete box—a ten-by-twenty tomb—trapped in a grief counselling session with a jock reduced by booze, a prowling widow, a lady commando, and a fashion-plate substitute...

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Sir Hebdobane’s Tale

  Sir Hebdobane’s Tale (A Throw Down Seven Story) by C. Richard Patton   “Draw your sword, squire. Orcs in these hills will attack out of the darkness without warning. It is best to have blade in hand when they do. If they are wearing armor you may hear them before you see them,” Sir Hebdobane said. He then stepped forward and out of sight around an outcropping of the rockface that the knight and his squire, Bryce, had been following most of the afternoon. The knight was out of sight for only a moment when the young squire...

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World Champion

  World Champion By Sean Mulroy Deep Blue was only intelligent the way your programmable alarm clock is intelligent. Not that losing to a $10,000,000 alarm clock made me feel any better. Garry Kasparov World Chess Champion 1985-2000 # Strong winds from off the dead lands and arid plains somehow find their way to the City; here, they hum along electric roads, hiss down steel streets, whistle past towering grids of awesome structure, and seep inside every inch of artificial substance that is this living metropolis. The wind today has been fiercer than ever remembered in the City. This...

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The Openings

The Openings Edward Ahern Origen began sniffing, and my hand tensed on his leash. I didn’t want to be dragged. The dog was a short-haired, big-jawed, bunch-muscled mongrel that weighed more than I did. He was gentle with kids and dogs, but if he wanted to take off I couldn’t hold him back and just had to hang on and run like hell. It began five years ago, when I was ten. My father came upstairs to get me and winced when he opened the door to my room- it was a Friday and I’d piled up a week’s...

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Steps Saga Part 8 – Deadlock

  Steps Saga Part 8 – Deadlock By Thomas J. Lauser   “Power concedes nothing without a demand. It never did and it never will.” –Frederick Douglass “No. Not even in the face of Armageddon. Never compromise.” –Alan Moore, Watchmen I Venomar and Bazra stepped off a rowboat and onto the sandy beachhead of Stiiros. Ten Arkresh Elite followed, along with two more boats filled with twelve Seragorn each. In the waters behind them floated The Spirit of Nez’Gar, Venomar’s flagship and the only juggernaut class vessel in the Seragorn navy. The Precursor ruins Alistair mentioned rose above a...

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