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She thought about her life. She had thought of human beings as weak creatures. She had joined the military. She found freedom there. She killed...

Two years. Two years spent debating. Two years spent wondering. Two pathways, yet... For two years, they remained untrodden. The first step is always...

2.193. A hollow sound . As if bankrupt of solidity . Sounds like a vocal tremor, somewhat, as if often released by a woman during a vulvanic eruption...

Not long after my mother was widowed (not my father, this was two husbands in), I persuaded her to come on a short holiday with me. We decided on...

Continued from Chpater 17: Bron-17 | ABCtales Wednesday morning. The sun, still hidden, but beginning to brighten the clouds. The roar of the...