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By Lars Wehman Dabney in Issue #464 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online Magazine Anatolio allowed her to argue a little further, for he could respect that she needed to be heard before ordering the deaths of those who trusted her for only the paltry sake of a distraction. But at last he played the card they both knew he held, which was the antlere...
I killed four hundred soldier bots all vying for the same thing before I realized there was no such thing as anti-war if our invention was the solution.
We’re ten and watching what must be the last physical television in what must be the last laundromat in the world. Your mom is on her third load, jeans this […]
If you drive far enough into the farmland around Kindersley, Saskatchewan, there’s only one channel on the radio. It’s a country music channel, of course. When I started to work […]