lordofthepastry's published ficlets
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The Accordion Mines
Working in the accordion mines sucks.
A mile underground is where most of’em live, weaving through the tunnels in the rock. ...
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Omens

When had the dreams started? Months? Years? It was impossible to say; Murray couldn’t remember life before. They came with th…
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Small Decisions
It was too late, of course.
It is always too late when these sorts of things happen. A million little decisions, each easy …
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Fired

Larry stood in his father’s office, staring at the floor.
“Larry…this just isn’t working out…”
“You’re firing me?”
“We…
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A Gift

Arcadia Point.
I grew up here, so I guess I never really thought about them much. I mean, when you see something every day o…