Dark Moments
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Gateway by Jeff Currier
The priority work order pinged Crispin’s tablet. He groaned, double-shift exhausted, but hustled to berth Lambda-11. The docking tube covered an open ship hatch. All panels shone green. Confused, Crispin...
Gateway by Jeff Currier
The priority work order pinged Crispin’s tablet. He groaned, double-shift exhausted, but hustled to berth Lambda-11. The docking tube covered an open ship hatch. All panels shone green. Confused, Crispin...
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alt="Inferiority Complex by Joey Millar"
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Inferiority Complex by Joey Millar
It always stings when the crews of other ghost ships laugh as we pass by. Technically, we’re as legitimate a ghost ship as they are. It’s not like there are...
Inferiority Complex by Joey Millar
It always stings when the crews of other ghost ships laugh as we pass by. Technically, we’re as legitimate a ghost ship as they are. It’s not like there are...
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alt="The Witch's Lover by Scott O'Neill"
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The Witch's Lover by Scott O'Neill
An imp-like little fellow carried wildflowers toward a peculiar cottage. Oily smoke swathed its chimney. Gingerbread walls and buttercream window sashes bore nibble marks. Children! He sprinted through the doorway....
The Witch's Lover by Scott O'Neill
An imp-like little fellow carried wildflowers toward a peculiar cottage. Oily smoke swathed its chimney. Gingerbread walls and buttercream window sashes bore nibble marks. Children! He sprinted through the doorway....
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alt="Goldilocks and the Three Bearskin Rugs by S.F.J. Painter"
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Goldilocks and the Three Bearskin Rugs by S.F.J...
To mend yesterday's “misunderstandings,” Goldilocks spent the day foraging in the woods. She soaked the forest bounty in oats overnight. At breakfast, the bears greedily tucked in. “This porridge is...
Goldilocks and the Three Bearskin Rugs by S.F.J...
To mend yesterday's “misunderstandings,” Goldilocks spent the day foraging in the woods. She soaked the forest bounty in oats overnight. At breakfast, the bears greedily tucked in. “This porridge is...
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alt="Bloodline by Olivia Jimenez"
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Bloodline by Olivia Jimenez
Red enters the forest to visit her grandmother, each step echoing the shadows of her last visit. The trees loom silently. Something warm spatters her cheek. She wipes it away—thick,...
Bloodline by Olivia Jimenez
Red enters the forest to visit her grandmother, each step echoing the shadows of her last visit. The trees loom silently. Something warm spatters her cheek. She wipes it away—thick,...
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alt="Asleep? Aghast! by Evan Baughfman"
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Asleep? Aghast! by Evan Baughfman
Cobwebs drape the canopy bed. The Prince tears through spider-silk, wondering how long the figure before him has been asleep. Mercifully, she isn’t mummified. She’s a gorgeous bachelorette with rosy...
Asleep? Aghast! by Evan Baughfman
Cobwebs drape the canopy bed. The Prince tears through spider-silk, wondering how long the figure before him has been asleep. Mercifully, she isn’t mummified. She’s a gorgeous bachelorette with rosy...
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alt="Unravelling by Rohan Magerman"
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Unravelling by Rohan Magerman
She had been perfect. Eyes like moonlight. Skin like porcelain. And then the bell chimed. “No, not yet!” The prince grabbed her wrist. “Don’t go.” She panicked. “Let me—” Each...
Unravelling by Rohan Magerman
She had been perfect. Eyes like moonlight. Skin like porcelain. And then the bell chimed. “No, not yet!” The prince grabbed her wrist. “Don’t go.” She panicked. “Let me—” Each...
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alt="Dinnertime in Fairy Tale Forest by Donna Cuttress"
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Dinnertime in Fairy Tale Forest by Donna Cuttress
The fox savoured the sweet taste of gingerbread on his tongue. Idiot! He thought. Fancy trusting me to carry you across the river. He lay by the campfire, drying his...
Dinnertime in Fairy Tale Forest by Donna Cuttress
The fox savoured the sweet taste of gingerbread on his tongue. Idiot! He thought. Fancy trusting me to carry you across the river. He lay by the campfire, drying his...
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alt="Lucky Day by Darlene Holt"
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Lucky Day by Darlene Holt
“Tough luck, Tortoise!” heckled Hare from the hilltop. “I might just take a nap. It’ll be a miracle if you make it here by dawn.” Tortoise pressed on, inch by...
Lucky Day by Darlene Holt
“Tough luck, Tortoise!” heckled Hare from the hilltop. “I might just take a nap. It’ll be a miracle if you make it here by dawn.” Tortoise pressed on, inch by...
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alt="Just Right by Sid Cannon"
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Just Right by Sid Cannon
Once upon a time, Goldilocks was nodding off in the perfect bed when she spotted a faintly recessed hatch in the wall. Curious, she arose and opened it, revealing the...
Just Right by Sid Cannon
Once upon a time, Goldilocks was nodding off in the perfect bed when she spotted a faintly recessed hatch in the wall. Curious, she arose and opened it, revealing the...
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alt="Be They Fat or Be They Lean by Kristin Lennox"
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Be They Fat or Be They Lean by Kristin Lennox
Johnny and Pearl stood before the “Gingerbread Funhouse.” The amusement park was even sketchier at night, but Pearl had promised her brother they’d go. A sign by the entrance read:...
Be They Fat or Be They Lean by Kristin Lennox
Johnny and Pearl stood before the “Gingerbread Funhouse.” The amusement park was even sketchier at night, but Pearl had promised her brother they’d go. A sign by the entrance read:...
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alt="An Ode to Sleeping Beauty by Ashley R. Oden"
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An Ode to Sleeping Beauty by Ashley R. Oden
I knelt beside her, fingers in golden hair, soft as spun sin. Aurora. My sleeping beauty. Unkissed. Untouched. They whispered true love could wake her. But I do not love....
An Ode to Sleeping Beauty by Ashley R. Oden
I knelt beside her, fingers in golden hair, soft as spun sin. Aurora. My sleeping beauty. Unkissed. Untouched. They whispered true love could wake her. But I do not love....