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Bobby Dee
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Starland
Starland by Bobby Derie In west Texas, ride on into the sunset. Off of the roads, towards the distant mountains. Through the broken fence and out onto the range, where rattlers sleep and do not break the silence. Out into the Starland. Overhead, the heavens...
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Curb Stomp
Curb Stomp by Bobby Derie My lips have tasted gorgondy I have know the embrace of Shambleau I have gazed awhile at an original Pickman To the Flame of Udun I'd not bow down But this was a different thing. - "The Dreamer Whose Dreams Came False" The gods cam...
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Impact
Impact by Bobby Derie "Lots of people talk about 'impact.'" Her voiced echoed oddly through the empty warehouse. "'This person had such an impact on me,' and all that. Metaphors." His wrists and ankles twisted and pulled at the zip ties, mouth chewing at th...
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Yule Error
Yule Error by Bobby Derie "Where's the mistletoe?" Joe blinked, wheels turning in his head. Terrible visions ran past his mind's eye as he replayed the events of the last hour. "One of the elves crushed it and snorted it." Mary blinked twice. "Joe," she sig...
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Victory On Her Terms
Victory On Her Terms by Bobby Derie "Okay, so you've turned off the space race victory...and the diplomatic victory...the only thing left is victory by conquest." Her father said. "Yes," Lilly pushed the glasses up her nose. "The world will burn as my armie...
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Where The Shadow Lies
Where The Shadow Lies by Bobby Derie There was blood on the bedsheet, knotted and clenched between her teeth. Blood on the twisted sheets that tied her wrists to the bedposts. A spreading brown stain beneath her, dried foam at the corner of lips and mouth. ...
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Blood in the Streets
Blood in the Streets by Bobby Derie Bob the Knob was dead. There would be blood in the streets. The witches of the Thirteenth Street Coven circled their cauldrons and sharpened their athames. On Rune Street, the warlocks put up their wards and oiled their t...
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There Is A Troll
There Is A Troll by Bobby Derie "...Aarvak, who has teeth like shovels, and digs among the roots of trees. But Aarvak hates garlic, which is why you should always spread garlic juice around your trees." Nnad tapped his teeth wisely after this pronouncement,...
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The Confession
The Confession by Bobby Derie "I was a profiteer," the voice was a watery croak "in the war of souls." There was a gurgle and a smacking of wet lips. "Do not bless me, for I could not stand it. I do not come to be shriven. I come because if I do not confess...
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Cottontail
Cottontail by Bobby Derie "Move your fluffy ass, thumper." Joanna cringed a little and moved aside to let the man go past her. She had her mother's hips, wide and full, and it was sometimes easy to block the aisle on the bus. Still, she thought, as she wigg...
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