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    The Magolith

    The dark, claw-like rock was the last remaining connection between the Realm and the human world. For millenia, fairies and other mystical beings had used the magolith as a portal to travel freely between the worlds.  Most fairies had stopped traveling to the Earthly world long ago, many had even forgotten how to find the magical stone.  They were told that the humans had turned the world into a dark place full of hate, not a place for fairies and their light. Eighty years ago they stopped even sending scouts to keep an eye on the goings on of that world.  Instead, one of the Keepers of Knowledge was charged…

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    Buyer Beware – A Spooky Microprose

    It wasn’t until after moving she heard the rumors. Untimely deaths, mysterious disappearances. The house had sold three times in the last two years. She heard something fall and a shrill cry upstairs. She rushed to check on the children. A pale woman stood before her. She looked through her, “I couldn’t stop him.” she sobbed. But when she hit the lights, nothing was there.

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    A Happy Place

    Turning on the news lately makes me want to scream, but like a tragic roadside accident, I cannot look away.  There is so much that I want to say, but I can’t.  I am afraid that if I open the floodgates even a little, I will never be able to close them again. All of those words, memories and tears will just come falling out and I won’t be able to stop them. So instead, I focus on my happy place. For years, my happy place was not a real place at all.  Instead it was a state of mind that I could take anywhere.  I would put my headphones…