grazulis' published ficlets
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Over Leningrad
The sky over Leningrad is full of airships. Their fascist grey fabric reflects a dull October sky. From the windows of the go…
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Making a deal
He stops in front of her, crouching down to bring himself closer to her face. She looks into eyes etched deep under a heavy f…
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Watching the Boats
The rain splatters on the ground in heavy, crushing smacks. The scent of it seeps through the woman’s cloak as she clutches h…
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tinned music
She walks into a room shaded in dark browns, punctuated with ripples of grey light that fold themselves around the odd shapes…
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Not ready yet.
The flesh flickers and grows in an explosion of silent stop motion, muscles flexing and combining while reaching out like ten…
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landings
The building landed with a quiet thud. Dust fell gently from the window ledges as a few groans and twinges echoed from inside…
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rain
The wind drives the rain in sheets against David’s body. He winces as the cold stings his face. The path is muddy and slightl…
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cracking
The kinetic battledress wraps around him, its liquid feel enclosing him like a secret fish in a bowl. The ship is approaching…
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