Told through the medium of a series of letters, A lecturer of metaphysics employed by a renown seminary in St. Petersburg has decided to end his life in three days in an act of pseudo-theomachist martyrdom. He begins to have second thoughts after witnessing a man smoking through the window. 4200 words.
Killbo wasted no time making his way to the clown’s lair and promptly explained that the deed was done. “Now it’s time for you to meet you end of the contract,” he said. “What contract?” The clown looked puzzled. “Don’t toy with me, beast.” “I’m being sincere,” the clown said, blinking absently and looking dumbfounded. … [DO NOT CLICK]
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Killbo dusted his clothes off and took a moment to collect himself. The clown’s trash portal had transported him close to the cathedral. There it was, a gray blight on the horizon, dreary in its somber majesty. It seemed to cast a shadow over the entire city. Killbo never like churches. Churches were for people … [DO NOT CLICK]
Tiny hairy feet stalked the night, the footsteps of a miniature beast on the prowl. The dirty alleys of Hobbitville stank of refuse, the spoiled trimmings of pork haunches, half eaten fruits, nibbled fish bones, moldy cheese rinds. Such were the many-faceted remnants of the sundries purloined from the tables of the rich by the … [DO NOT CLICK]
I wanted to write out a wrestling match and the very ending is an explanation as to why it exists
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
by & Reviews Unreal Press holds a very special place in my heart. And I consider them to be torchbearers in a very special movement of authorhood and publisherships, founded online and gently settling itself in print. They are representative of what I might call a /lit/ renaissance, a burgeoning goldenage of some very new … [DO NOT CLICK]
Scenes taken from the Metro North.
Written “in media res”, as it were.
