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Illicit

Sunday evening, the lost, pale fragments of Saturday night.  This is the place where excitements go to die, last night’s adrenalin rush of a mirror ball cascading its light, the overplayed enthusiasm of a spontaneous, drunken moment in the middle of a high street, a vision of a momentary lover, who fell through the gaps of nowhere, sometime in the early hours.  You come here on a Sunday...Read On

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Fuel Season 2: Episode 25 – The Lady in Gold

Series: Stories of the Fuel Speedway

With a big time title race coming up, the Duchess of Drag goes all out to outshine her opponents...

12th of April – Season 2 Penny Potgieter was not new to being the center of attention. As a teenager, she'd done some modeling with some mild success. In fact, her mother had high hopes that she could make good money from that even as a side job but Penny had passed. While she liked the idea of wearing an endless selection of clothes, she didn't like the objectification factor of...Read On

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Blonde But Not Forgotten - Chapter 1

“Blonde but not forgotten. That sums her up in a way. Yes, I knew Cindy George. We all did. It was hard to miss her if you went in the bars round town in those days. It was like she saw it all as her playground, a stage on which she could dance and preen and strut her way through life. I need hardly say that this isn’t the story of her life. It’s the story of a short period in her life,...Read On

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Dave

Greg and Sam had never met prior to the day they accidentally collided with each other. There had been no malice, intent, or even any real force in the collision but for something which had been so accidental, it had been enough to knock both men off their feet. Sam felt quite woozy, but he did, however, manage to get up quite quickly while quite oddly there was absolutely no movement at...Read On

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The Little Pianist

There's more than one way to skin a dictator

  The rain outside only made her isolation more draconian.  She had been placed under house arrest by her country’s vicious dictator, Klaus Heinrich, after she had attempted to pass military secrets to the enemy.  Her homeland had been at war for four years with neighboring Mueslichstan.  She had watched as their leader had imprisoned and murdered thousands of her fellow citizens.  She had...Read On

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Isabelle

The first time I saw her, she was crying while sitting on a wooden bench by the brick work entrance to the local town park. Being as large as it is, the park has five points of entry, the largest of which is that brick work entrance, also known as the Village entrance, as it is the closest the park comes to the town village. Ten feet to her left stood an old-fashioned streetlamp no taller...Read On

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Grows Deeper

The dark grows deeper. Resembling black tea under the shadows of negativity. The water is stained life. Decaying with a bitter harvest. Standing on the brink of mortality. I don't have wings, listening to preachers cry. Drowning in life's symphony. Just add water and drink. Storing the rest in fatal black with faded-out tattoos.     ...Read On

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Walking with Elephants

Can Anna find new meaning to life in the African savanna?

As I walk through the front door, a cold, empty home greets me. I plop down on the couch and frown, realizing I never really liked this couch—just an uncomfortable reminder of yet another thing I did for him. My tears finally stream down my face. I am lost - unsure of my purpose now. No idea which direction to turn. All I know is I need a way to take my mind off him. But everything in this...Read On

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Back In Time

What once was ... will again be ...

Baby… Oh, baby… My sweet baby… You’re the one… To understand the way forward, the road to the future, one must go back in time… It can be said that love can sometimes be strange as it can also be said that love is eternal though what can be stranger or more strange than anything ever associated with love is to be caught in a loop with a part to play to keep love in order, for one...Read On

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The Long Road Home. Chapter 30

“Shut your mouth!” he snarled. “Open it again and it'll be the last thing you do!”

Chemnitz, February 14 th, 1945   Maria lay on her back, the weight of her assailant pushing her against the stack of rolled canvases. From the vicious slap he had delivered, her cheek stung. A small drop of blood dripped from his lip and splashed onto her face. Why was he doing this? She had done nothing to him, not encouraged him nor upset him. One by one, he released...Read On

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In Tongue

Characters I have known in their borderline shady with an overcoat made of ink   covering insecurities with tattoos   and stale beer flat-lined overnight   with a rusted old Harley   and a stick of beef jerky   watching reruns of the Price Is Right   chasing shadows of I Love Lucy   speaking in the tongue of Ernst T. Bass "I don't chew my cabbage but twice..."    ...Read On

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Deceit

“Don’t wait up for me,” mom said, slamming the door behind her before she could finish her sentence, her voice muffled from the other side. I sighed and grabbed the bag of popcorn from the microwave, the corners hot on my fingers. Muttering under my breath, I tore open the bag and upended it into a bowl, a waft of popcorny, buttery steam hitting me in the face. The movie started as I sat...Read On

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Uncanny Maiden

A reporter who goes a little too far really should turn around and run...

When he pulled up his Honda Civic in the village, he noticed that there seemed to be an air of trepidation, of suspicion. It would not have surprised him if the locals were watching him from behind their curtains. Especially with him being a total stranger, and the first time he had ever been there, or been so far out of his area. As a reporter for the Lincoln Chronicle, he had been sent here...Read On

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Festival of the Fall [S2] – A Fuel Story

Series: Stories of the Fuel Speedway

It looks like it's a time for harvest and the F-X racers are here to reap anything they can sow.

21st of March – Season 2 Ruben Rothschild was a typical seventeen-year-old boy: fascinated by pretty girls, liked action movies and absolutely loved fast cars. That’s why he was so happy to have a Dad who was a reporter in the F-X Series. It’s too bad he was the worst of them. “Ruben,” said Wikus. “What’s on your mind, son?” They were currently making their way to the Festival...Read On

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Hilltop Abduction

Rick and Martha drove up to the hilltop that they frequently used to go to in the days from when they were courting. It had usually been quite dark and mild on nights when they would have gone up there all those years ago as it also is on this particular evening. Yeah, it has been some time since they last came here. Recent reminiscing has brought about this special trip to a special place...Read On

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Good Times Are Killing Me

...as the good times are killing me taking trips down memory lane but it's time to let go  setting me free  of a broken heart and birds perched weeping as the good times are killing me...    ...Read On

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Fuel Season 2: Episode 24 – Fallout of the Festival

Series: Stories of the Fuel Speedway

After losing the night before, the Koeks deal with the feeling of falling from grace...

5th of April – Season 2 Brenda Koek still couldn't believe what happened last night. They'd lost. They'd lost not just the relay race but their chance at regaining their titles... to that duo of basket cases. Blackcat Mathunzi and Fiona were still the reigning two-time Relay Baron and Baroness. After all the mind games, they had failed to overcome the spell-castors. Brenda...Read On

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When What To My Wondering Eyes Should Appear?

Old Jim learns the true meaning of Christmas.

                You think Christmas is only for children? That's what old Jim Hadfield thought too and as he was to discover, it is simply a matter of never losing sight of what Christmas intrinsically means and what magic exists still, in those remote places holed-up between fantasy and reality, hope and disillusionment.   Jim dreamed - just like everyone else. He dreamed of bygone...Read On

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How Does Your Garden Grow?

I took up gardening somewhat recently. The first reason being, we get such glorious summers where I live on the East Coast, and I decided that I wanted to spend more time outside. Where I am, the summers are long, hot, and dry. So long, in fact, that we don't really get an autumn until it's closer to winter. It's the same with spring. Getting out in the garden seemed to be the easiest way for...Read On

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An Everlasting Dream

There is a certain vagueness, a feeling of ‘not being there’ that is heavily associated with dreaming, whether that be daydreaming or night-time dreaming or even with nightmares; you know that feeling, you’ve experienced it yourself. It comes more so in the waking moment than in the dream itself. You know you have had a dream and that it was only that, just a dream and nothing more. I...Read On

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A Scent of

With a scent of Cognac, I see the shadow in your eyes of an admirer. Close your eyes and touch me. Let your fingers explore. Play my desires like a cello whispering intoxicating riddles. Hidden in the image of the moon's golden doubloon. Across coastal waters as nightingales swoon in life's bounty.     ...Read On

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Castle Island

'Hey, you're home early,' speaks Pedro as he greets his beautiful fiancée with a brief kiss on the lips as she returns home. 'Yeah, got a half-day I wasn't expecting,' speaks Monica with a smile. 'You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, now would you?' 'What? Who me? Nah ... not at all, c'mon, let's go?' 'Go? Where? ... I only just got in.' 'Don't worry about that. Bags are...Read On

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Fuel Season 2: Episode 23 – Where the Pretenders Fall Off

Series: Stories of the Fuel Speedway

In order to get one last crack at Penny's Duchess of Drag title, Dime must win a One K.M. Derby...

15th of March – Season 2 "Well, well, well. We meet again. You know, the last time you came to my office, hours before the show, you were conspiring to take Touch Mkhize's title. But considering that you're currently top of the division, I can't figure out what you could possibly be doing in my office." Indeed, the last time she was in his office, had been in October and he had been in...Read On

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Don't Ask

She asked why, he answered "don't ask!"

Gail's first day at this new department in the Foreign Office was an uneventful day that did not come as any surprise to her. She had seen a lot of ministerial and government departments before. She had been seconded, from the Home Office where she had been working, since leaving Cambridge, for some twelve years. A typical classics student, and an ambitious young lady, Gail had given most of...Read On

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The Dome

A dark look into a frightened soul

  I glance at my swollen belly, disgustingly wet from the sweating, while sitting on the creaking chair in this awful tavern. My old and weak hands are holding a pint of warm beer, barely enlightened by a feeble light coming from a small lamp hanging just above the counter I have my elbows on. Next to me, on a small plate, a horrifying resemblance of a toast.   I think about home,...Read On

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Once Upon a Childhood

A true recollection from sixty three years ago

Completely true in every detail, I remember after all these years, how she sat, the little silver bracelet she wore on her left wrist – even the charm that hung off it – a small fish. I can describe her dress, her shoes…sIip-ons actually, smell her hair, hear her soft voice – tell you what the weather was like. I don’t have to imagine the tears which come to my eyes as I write this either....Read On

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Casket

Alex Jeffries wrote fiction for a living. His own personal paranoias were a known constant source of inspiration for his writings. Within his own life and according to himself, there were conspiracies everywhere, and everyone was out to get him. Even in death, his paranoia had to be catered to, for Alex feared being buried alive more than he feared anything else and when he was to be buried,...Read On

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Fuel Season 2: Episode 22 – 12 Rounds of Fortune

Series: Stories of the Fuel Speedway

After Mandla raises the stakes of their upcoming race, John Kloof responds

8th of March – Season 2 John Kloof had been hearing about it all week: Mandla's middle-stage speech. The one where he had accepted his challenge but also exposed his personal business to the world. Now, not a day went by without at least one client asking how business was. They all thought he was going broke. But that was better than the ones that  didn't  say something to him but...Read On

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Short Stack

I remember when I was granny's little boy and the world was my spinning top. Stories came from the radio and my six-shooter was a toy. Roy and Dale were my heroes. Cracker Jacks were a nickel. A Band-Aid would make my boo-boo better. I would laugh until my belly ached. But that all ended when granny went to sleep and the angels put cotton into my ears, so she couldn't hear. Because daddy...Read On

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Dead Man's Journal

Hubert Granise, pacing the length of his pleasant lamp-lit library, paused to compare his watch with the clock on the chimney-piece. They were both in perfect sync just as they were when last he compared them only two minutes earlier. ‘Damn,' he thought, ‘Where is that boy?' The boy Hubert was referring to is Aengus Brennan, a young man with an internship with the city newspaper whose...Read On