short-story
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It’s Never Too Late for Redemption The water gargled and trickled as it flowed around the cobble stone; the riffles of red, orange, and dark green were occasionally interrupted by a boulder and darkness just on the other side that quickly turned colorful again as the deep pocket once again became a cobbled river bed.…
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Everything is Not as it Seems The pleasant sound of Felix’s alarm played through the fog of sleep. Its soft, high piano notes united with lower bass notes to create a generic pattern that gently roused him from his slumber. Opening his eyes to see his white sheets and the sun just trickling around the…
The Refinery 