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My stories

The guitar and its ghosts

Man buys guitar and wakes dead. Does it for love apparently.

The black angel and the seventh son

On the pros and cons of cheating death.
Cherry

A fragile past

The danger of looking after time-travelling despots.
Cherry

Love in a time of apocalypse

I will always remember our last moments: memories literally burned into what’s left of my mind.

The old god

How gods end their days (perhaps)

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