Dr. Mitts’ Balm For Unbearable Sadness
Casey Mendez examines the near-empty glass in front of him. He couldn’t remember if this was his ninth beer on his sixth night coming to…
Author: Robert Potter
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The End of It
The Temple of Manus had seen it all. Built out of crisply cut marble in the fervor of ancient times — the result of a…
Radioactive Thoughts
I looked up and noticed the familiar clouds below me. In front of me was the nice man in front of the modest desk below…
Lord of Blood
William’s face drains of all color. Hera’s eyes study his to ensure that he has fully grasped her instructions. “You’ve come this far. You can…
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