Dark Moments
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The Lay-By by Liam Hogan
I don't like to stop. The cab fulfils my needs, from somewhere to sleep, to food and drink: coffee and instant noodles, a travelling kettle serving for both. But you...
The Lay-By by Liam Hogan
I don't like to stop. The cab fulfils my needs, from somewhere to sleep, to food and drink: coffee and instant noodles, a travelling kettle serving for both. But you...
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alt="Little Truck Stop on the Prairie by Jameson Grey"
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Little Truck Stop on the Prairie by Jameson Grey
Gunnars Diner [sic] reeked of rank meat—like the fridge was broken or the sous-chef hadn’t checked the expiry dates. Sous-chef? Marilyn wondered. Did middle-of-nowhere greasy spoons even have them? Her Freightliner...
Little Truck Stop on the Prairie by Jameson Grey
Gunnars Diner [sic] reeked of rank meat—like the fridge was broken or the sous-chef hadn’t checked the expiry dates. Sous-chef? Marilyn wondered. Did middle-of-nowhere greasy spoons even have them? Her Freightliner...
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alt="One More for the Road by Blaise Langlois"
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One More for the Road by Blaise Langlois
Route 37 at night is a lonely stretch. My eyelids feel the weight of sleep, but the next exit promises 24-hour coffee. The car lot, bathed in a sick, yellow...
One More for the Road by Blaise Langlois
Route 37 at night is a lonely stretch. My eyelids feel the weight of sleep, but the next exit promises 24-hour coffee. The car lot, bathed in a sick, yellow...
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alt="Glassman Had His Reasons by C.L. Steele"
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Glassman Had His Reasons by C.L. Steele
Hunched over, his glass head slid across the ceiling tiles of her office. She cowered in the corner. She could see through his pristine cyan outline—a glass man. His protracted...
Glassman Had His Reasons by C.L. Steele
Hunched over, his glass head slid across the ceiling tiles of her office. She cowered in the corner. She could see through his pristine cyan outline—a glass man. His protracted...
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alt="Unclaimed and Quiet by Miriam H. Harrison"
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Unclaimed and Quiet by Miriam H. Harrison
They had warned us of giants, and so we watched for the swaying of trees, the sudden flight of birds. Yet all around us were silent forests and barren hills....
Unclaimed and Quiet by Miriam H. Harrison
They had warned us of giants, and so we watched for the swaying of trees, the sudden flight of birds. Yet all around us were silent forests and barren hills....
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alt="Sacrifice by Chris Bannor"
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Sacrifice by Chris Bannor
They towered above us, blocking out the sun in their magnificence. We tried to fight, but how do you stop a creature so massive it engulfs your house with a...
Sacrifice by Chris Bannor
They towered above us, blocking out the sun in their magnificence. We tried to fight, but how do you stop a creature so massive it engulfs your house with a...
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alt="Intelligent Life by N.E. Rule"
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Intelligent Life by N.E. Rule
Khiiki strokes the silky hair through the cage bars, pleading, “Dad, I can’t choose.” “Darling, we can’t get both. They’re cute, but when they mature, they won’t like this handling.”...
Intelligent Life by N.E. Rule
Khiiki strokes the silky hair through the cage bars, pleading, “Dad, I can’t choose.” “Darling, we can’t get both. They’re cute, but when they mature, they won’t like this handling.”...
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alt="Sleep Under the Stars by Bernardo Villela"
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Sleep Under the Stars by Bernardo Villela
It was a marvellous night to sleep under the stars. Soon, I awoke. The moonlight seemed wrong somehow. Rubbing sleep from my eyes, I saw massive branches asway. Not branches...
Sleep Under the Stars by Bernardo Villela
It was a marvellous night to sleep under the stars. Soon, I awoke. The moonlight seemed wrong somehow. Rubbing sleep from my eyes, I saw massive branches asway. Not branches...
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alt="How Long to Hide by Joe Buckley"
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How Long to Hide by Joe Buckley
So hard to hide at this size. Even harder to protest innocence. The littles never want to talk. They never give up the chase. They swarm and bite and buzz....
How Long to Hide by Joe Buckley
So hard to hide at this size. Even harder to protest innocence. The littles never want to talk. They never give up the chase. They swarm and bite and buzz....
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alt="Gaze Upon a Mountain Face by Steven Holding"
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Gaze Upon a Mountain Face by Steven Holding
Panting, we reached the summit of the hill. My guide gestured towards the horizon. The stunning mountain range snatched my breath away even further. “They call that ridge ‘The Sleeping...
Gaze Upon a Mountain Face by Steven Holding
Panting, we reached the summit of the hill. My guide gestured towards the horizon. The stunning mountain range snatched my breath away even further. “They call that ridge ‘The Sleeping...
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alt="Unfinished Business by Mendel Mire"
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Unfinished Business by Mendel Mire
“You see now why we need your help, Father?” Jack asked. The priest wiped the vomit from his lips, surveying the carnage in the town square. Some buildings had been...
Unfinished Business by Mendel Mire
“You see now why we need your help, Father?” Jack asked. The priest wiped the vomit from his lips, surveying the carnage in the town square. Some buildings had been...
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alt="Huge Mistake by Evan Baughfman"
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Huge Mistake by Evan Baughfman
Dr Moranis grinned as his growth ray morphed a meagre fig into a monster atop the auditorium stage. His demonstration complete, Moranis stepped beside the fruit, now the size of...
Huge Mistake by Evan Baughfman
Dr Moranis grinned as his growth ray morphed a meagre fig into a monster atop the auditorium stage. His demonstration complete, Moranis stepped beside the fruit, now the size of...