Salt & Scale

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I. The boy had no name when he came up the mountain, dressed in the tatters of another life. A bald, smiling monk carried him the rest of the path up to monastery to spare his callused, bleeding feet. The monk and his brothers gave they boy bread and watered wine. They asked him what…

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1000 Words: Impasse

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Salover gave his traveling companion another loaded look. The fifth of the hour. Kerin didn’t look up from his wood carving. The whistle was coming along. “What?” “You said the pass would be a shortcut. The bounty’s probably halfway across the kingdom by now.” Kerin’s knife notched another groove. “It is a shortcut though, isn’t…

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1000 Words: Dancing on Mars

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Zeb brought the oxygen. It was imported from Earth and Syl said that she could taste the toxicity of it. She was full of shit, of course, but there was something about imported O2 that left you with a mild buzz. I brought the harder stuff: rock candy, fluppers, concatenates, and a hand full of zips…

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1000 Words: Cogito

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The machine took a sip of tea, as genteel as any head of state. It had smooth chrome skin with a uniformity of texture that was disconcerting to look at. Where the eye, the human eye, expected little differences, imperfections that add to the whole, there were none in evidence. It was truly a marvel….

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1000 Words: All In

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Max hadn’t said anything for forty-fifty miles and Remy was starting to feel the silence clawing up under his skin. He made a poker joke and Max shot him a glare so withering that he let another fifty miles go by.


Boy Gallery

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Champagne and the light tinkling of conversation are like drugs to the rich, maybe it makes them feel less alone to drink in bright spaces with a soundtrack of other people as a cushion. I can’t afford to attend the gallery even though I live just a few blocks away. Instead I get dressed in…

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1000 Words: DRM-Free[2]

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If you haven’t read the first DRM-Free, I highly suggest you do: here. It’ll give you more context about the world in which this entry takes place.  Darius entered the apartment and rested his shoulder-bag on the table by the door. He tapped the side of his headset and a few notifications popped into his…

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1000 Words: The Office Assistant

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Every order I get from my boss starts: “Mallory, I need…” Whether the request following is a report of third-quarter earnings from 2003 or a skinny chai latte with extra whipped cream, email or text message it always starts the same. It’s infuriating. It also doesn’t help that it’s 6:30 on a Friday night and…

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Yesterday’s Kings

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This story is a little…different? It contains scenes of rough sex and threats, but no real violence. Also the lines of consent are a little blurry as well, so if that worries you, you might want to skip this one.    I was king when the lilies were in full bloom. And as they shed…

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The Slave Prince

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This is the direct sequel to the 1000 Words story: The Spice Merchant. I had meant to release it as a part of a compilation e-book, but other events and projects have since taken precedent (especially since my PC is out of control right now). Anyway, long story short — a few of you asked for…

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