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#FiveSentenceFiction: Purple
In the dead of night I think of you. The scenery often changes: from the sands of the desert to the snows on the high mountains peaks. Often the shapes change too, and the sky from time to time:...
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#FiveSentenceFiction: Abandoned
It was night and it was winter, but I wanted to see the place, our place, once again. So, alone, I followed the long road, lined with so many memories of you, of us, of time past, of dreams lost. …...
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#AtoZChallenge: April 24, 2013 ~ Uranium
You are the most fatal chemical element found on earth, only preceded by plutonium, the byproduct (“waste”) of nuclear reactors. In nature you are mostly the stable isotope Uranium-238, but your...
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#AtoZChallenge: April 30, 2013 ~ Zero
Zero Well, this is the last post of this series, and I have succeeded in keeping slightly ahead of myself for the whole Challenge! This last post is about aircrafts and engineering, and bravery. The...
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#WW O m’a dit/2
Avant-Propos O m’a dit/1 RD – You say somewhere, about a man in a bar – it’s in the preface to Retour à Roissy – [Une Fille Amoureuse] a man of your age says: “Have you seen that man, in … Continue...
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Six Word Story Challenge: Paths of Glory
Write a story about FILM in just six words. Let a photo or image inspire you to write a story. Or first write the story, and then make or search for a picture to go with it. No Glory in those Dead...
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#FiveSentenceFiction: Moments
Then she knew, soon he would have to go, to go East, and face his fate, the fate of a soldier. Years later she would remember, his last letter from the front, the collapse, the ruins, the hunters in...
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#WritersWednesday: the Secret Space, Near You
” But in the end we talked all night. Every story has a time to be told, I convinced her. Otherwise you’ll be forever a prisoner to the secret inside you.” ~ Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart She...
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Against Evil
“And the hard part is that she knows better, knows that beneath the high-cap scumscapes created by the corporate order and celebrated in the media, there are depths where petty fraud becomes grave and...
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Daily Prompt: Always Something There to Remind Me
A song comes on the radio and instantly, you’re transported to a different time and place. Which song(s) bring back memories for you and why? Be sure to mention the song, and describe the memory it...
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VisDare 55: Protective
At your feet I lay my weapons, my Lady For in your presence there can only be peace And the silence of your worshippers, Us, the long dead soldiers, Your monks, your slaves, As invincible in death as...
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#AtoZAprilChallenge: (On) War
He wrote from a position of knowledge: that of people who have been there, who stared defeat in the face, felt the icy lips of Death, and, later, much later, realised the sweetness of victory. He’s an...
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#DailyPost: Dream Teacher
Any person from history… As he entered the room he saw her: a diminutive woman of about his age, wearing her kimono tight, and a white belt, both immaculate. Before his first step on the tatami he...
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In a deep well, reflections on reading Haruki Murakami’s Wind-up Bird Chronicle
It is a rare writer who can combine the spectra of recent history in its full horror, the dreams of love, and the mysteries of the soul. So is Monsieur Murakami. The Wind-up Bird Chronicle was...
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#AtoZChallenge2015: Képi
Ah, le sable chaud… This incomparable military hat evokes La Légion, Jean Gabin, and so much of French lore, cinema… and military disasters! “The kepi (English pronunciation: /ˈkɛpiː/ or /ˈkeɪpiː/) is...
View ArticleTeufelsberg, or, of the Vanity of Wars…
The woods are silent, high above the hills a hawk observes the few walkers: we are aware of what we are treading on: a still intact Nazi building that resisted attempts at destroying it, on top...
View ArticleT-Rain, and a girl named Zula: a reading of Neal Stephenson’s Reamde #amreading
“Every other thing that he had done for the company – networking with money launderers, stringing Ethernet cable, recruiting fantasy authors, managing Pluto – could be done better and more cheaply by...
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Beginnings He knew where they had met, but he was less certain of when that was. He remembered the small town, and the woods, above all the woods, where they walked, kissed, watched the sun rise, the...
View ArticleDepleted #3TC
Three Things Challenge: PL19 uranium moss dancer It was getting late. Slowly the officer laid the photo on the table. “Do you recognise what those are?” she asked me with a smile. On the stage the...
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