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April 5, 2015
Story Excerpt#24
I was talking, once, with Chemagi, over the intercom, and I said, “He’s pure evil, you know. I’ve got to stop him.” There was a pause, and then Chemagi replied, “Perhaps. But you do not know all that you think you do. The rumors are not all true, some of them are simply rumors.” “What […]
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March 20, 2015
Story Excerpt#23
When I arrive at the hospital, I take the elevator to the seventh floor, to sign in for treatment. There are always hard candies available in the waiting room. I always recommend the brown and the yellow ones, as I find them to be the best. Though you may choose, when you get there. You […]
March 19, 2015
Story Excerpt#22
Treatment with Chemagi proceeded on, several days a week, for months. On the days that I had treatment, Irinotecan, or “Rinno”, as I liked to call him, met me at the hospital and accompanied me. On the days I had off, I ran errands, visited people, and worked on the case. Walking is certainly good. […]
March 15, 2015
Story Excerpt#21
The door to the treatment room opened, and a tall, dark, imposing man stepped silently through the doorway and stopped by my IV stand. He stood watching me with a raised eyebrow and I felt uncomfortable right away. “Where did you come from?” I asked. “From the forest. From the trees,” he said. “Hors, this […]
March 14, 2015
Story Excerpt#20
“I’ll do what I have to do,” I replied. “I know,” Chemagi said, “That is why you are here. That is why I have chosen to treat you. You are young, and you have the chance of a young man. It’s going to be very exciting no matter how this ends. And now, we begin.” […]
March 10, 2015
Story Excerpt#19
The rest of the afternoon was uneventful. I made my way back to the house, had a quiet dinner and then sat out to think on the deck behind the house. I have ten kerosene torches set out along the railings of the deck. The torches are attached with compression clamps that grab onto the […]
March 6, 2015
Story Excerpt#18
I decided on my way home to visit The Pilot. He hadn’t flown in a long time – his eyes were going, and he hadn’t kept up his hours, but he’d been a bush pilot, who’d been in the shit, back in the day. Now he mostly did consulting work, along with some side work […]
Story Excerpt #18
I decided on my way home to visit The Pilot. He hadn’t flown in a long time – his eyes were going, and he hadn’t kept up his hours, but he’d been a bush pilot, who’d been in the shit, back in the day. Now he mostly did consulting work, along with some side work […]
March 5, 2015
Story Excerpt#17
The Knights were ready for me. There were three of them, and they met with me simultaneously. I had been led, by a receptionist, into an unusual waiting room that had a tremendous preponderance of forest vegetation. There were a large amount of ferns spread around the room. Lichen grew over the edges of the […]
January 31, 2015
Story Excerpt#16
I looked at the young man sitting in the front passenger seat and saw that his left hand was heavily bandaged and resting on his lap. The driver and the two men in the back were all staring hard – staring through me it seemed – and I could see they all had pistols sticking […]
