Dark Moments
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alt="A Space Pirate’s Life by Charlotte Langtree"
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A Space Pirate’s Life by Charlotte Langtree
The ship was like nothing Jasper had seen before. Porous walls secreted a strange substance, and the floor throbbed beneath his feet. Leading his men into a small chamber, he...
A Space Pirate’s Life by Charlotte Langtree
The ship was like nothing Jasper had seen before. Porous walls secreted a strange substance, and the floor throbbed beneath his feet. Leading his men into a small chamber, he...
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alt="Machinations by Jen Mierisch"
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Machinations by Jen Mierisch
Back then, my job was to strip the corpses and bundle clothes for reuse. I tugged shoes and tossed them towards the heap. On one shoe, a word was written,...
Machinations by Jen Mierisch
Back then, my job was to strip the corpses and bundle clothes for reuse. I tugged shoes and tossed them towards the heap. On one shoe, a word was written,...
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alt="Artificial Favouritism by J.M. Faulkner"
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Artificial Favouritism by J.M. Faulkner
Ceiling lights flicker. Our cutlery pauses over our plates. The ship is dying, and so are we. It’s coughed out our last, artificial meal for Dad and me; he calls...
Artificial Favouritism by J.M. Faulkner
Ceiling lights flicker. Our cutlery pauses over our plates. The ship is dying, and so are we. It’s coughed out our last, artificial meal for Dad and me; he calls...
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alt="Sinlight Rising by Kimberly Rei"
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Sinlight Rising by Kimberly Rei
Sinlight flickered around the planet below—a writhing, ancient welcome. It spiked in beautiful colours, beckoning us to visit. We'd been monitoring the activity for weeks, watching it grow. Two cycles...
Sinlight Rising by Kimberly Rei
Sinlight flickered around the planet below—a writhing, ancient welcome. It spiked in beautiful colours, beckoning us to visit. We'd been monitoring the activity for weeks, watching it grow. Two cycles...
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alt="Silenced Night by Constantine E. Kiousis"
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Silenced Night by Constantine E. Kiousis
Colourful lights twinkled around the Christmas tree as muffled screams filled the darkened living room, Marie gawking from a corner as the hulking man stuffed her terrified mother into a...
Silenced Night by Constantine E. Kiousis
Colourful lights twinkled around the Christmas tree as muffled screams filled the darkened living room, Marie gawking from a corner as the hulking man stuffed her terrified mother into a...
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alt="On the Feast of Stephen by Jean Martin"
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On the Feast of Stephen by Jean Martin
Under the old king, it would have been the Feast of Stephen, the second day of Christmas. But our new king took us back to the Old Gods and the...
On the Feast of Stephen by Jean Martin
Under the old king, it would have been the Feast of Stephen, the second day of Christmas. But our new king took us back to the Old Gods and the...
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alt="Cookies for Santa Claws by Chanelle Loftness"
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Cookies for Santa Claws by Chanelle Loftness
"You better not cry," the creature croons. I lie on the kitchen table. The Christmas lights that bind me dig into my skin. They send colours dancing across the kitchen’s...
Cookies for Santa Claws by Chanelle Loftness
"You better not cry," the creature croons. I lie on the kitchen table. The Christmas lights that bind me dig into my skin. They send colours dancing across the kitchen’s...
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alt="Carrion by Rich Rurshell"
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Carrion by Rich Rurshell
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me, four colly birds… If true, then Mother Nature is my true love. I won’t argue with that. I...
Carrion by Rich Rurshell
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me, four colly birds… If true, then Mother Nature is my true love. I won’t argue with that. I...
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alt="Yule Dig It! by Steven Holding"
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Yule Dig It! by Steven Holding
He loathed the season of goodwill, but festive choirs congregating upon his doorstep really got his goat. Red-cheeked warblers, arriving unannounced, expecting pennies for their impromptu performance! Dozing, jarring harmonies...
Yule Dig It! by Steven Holding
He loathed the season of goodwill, but festive choirs congregating upon his doorstep really got his goat. Red-cheeked warblers, arriving unannounced, expecting pennies for their impromptu performance! Dozing, jarring harmonies...
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alt="Up on the Rooftop by Warren Benedetto"
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Up on the Rooftop by Warren Benedetto
There was something on the roof. The children huddled behind the couch, their tearful eyes glistening in the warm glow of the Christmas lights. The house shook with each heavy...
Up on the Rooftop by Warren Benedetto
There was something on the roof. The children huddled behind the couch, their tearful eyes glistening in the warm glow of the Christmas lights. The house shook with each heavy...
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alt="Seven Swans A-Swimming by Ali House"
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Seven Swans A-Swimming by Ali House
Chloe awoke touching something wet. As the fog clouding her mind lifted, she realised that the floor she was lying on was covered with an inch of water. The room...
Seven Swans A-Swimming by Ali House
Chloe awoke touching something wet. As the fog clouding her mind lifted, she realised that the floor she was lying on was covered with an inch of water. The room...
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alt="Under the Mistletoe by Amber M. Simpson"
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Under the Mistletoe by Amber M. Simpson
Aaron held Mia in his arms, slow dancing across his candlelit living room to Bing Crosby’s “White Christmas.” Her head rested on his shoulder, long hair cascading down his arm....
Under the Mistletoe by Amber M. Simpson
Aaron held Mia in his arms, slow dancing across his candlelit living room to Bing Crosby’s “White Christmas.” Her head rested on his shoulder, long hair cascading down his arm....