Contamination
A story of the repair workers When the nice grey-haired physician – she looked like a secondary-school counsellor – finished, Jannike’s gaze slid out the
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A story of the repair workers When the nice grey-haired physician – she looked like a secondary-school counsellor – finished, Jannike’s gaze slid out the
Esme took a deep breath of the fresh forest air and let it out in a sigh. She hated how nervous she was getting. She
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So there is a hall devoted to Precambrian life, with its Cnidarians and the Ediacarans, and here’s one all about the Ordovician Biodiversification Event. That
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*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part One Nya made her
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The bulky figure stooped, bringing its head close to the ground, as if sniffing out a trail. Its electronic eyes whirred and the machine pistols
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Disclaimer: The quote in this story: A thought, even a possibility, can shatter and transform us is from philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche. **** Dragons didn’t exist.
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Appendix A # The appendix twisted in Dr. Chamberlin’s tongs, hissing and spitting. “Careful, nurse,” he said from behind his mask. “This is a mean
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He stood before the lake, its smooth surface reflecting the full moon that hung heavy and swollen up above. Fighting back the butterflies and the
When the elevator stops on the third floor, May Bell is guided out. She’s still frazzled by the strange world that surrounds her. As they
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*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part Two Another shift. Another
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