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Brondignach (V)

– No, I can’t. – The surface of the table is immense, but slightly reflectant. A quick look doesn’t show anything over it that I may use as a ladder, string or parachute to go down. I prefer to save … Continue reading

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Brondignach (IV)

I did faint and probably slide down. I wake up close to the corpse. The ambient light is diminished, or the night is coming to us. I don’t know and I don’t have a way to know. My stomach hurts: … Continue reading

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Brondignach (III)

I see the horror on his face before I realize the giant is back. His fingers look like pink tree trunks, moving weirdly coordinated. The hand grasp the boy in a way similar the way he took me. I decide … Continue reading

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Unfinished lines

Due to the nature of my ideas I’m not really good on finishing my stories. They come from my dreams, which means they are blurry and most of the time unfinished. I decided to write here some summaries of the … Continue reading

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Star Hotel 2050 (VII)

– You know, Paula, we really appreciate the work your father has done here. – I managed to remember the name of the man I’m almost sure is here the Head of Environment. – Are you following his steps? Because … Continue reading

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Brondignach (II)

– Tell me boy – I am coming closer to the statue he’s now – can you at least speak? It seems like they can’t hear us. And we can’t hear them. – No reaction from now. When I’m by … Continue reading

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Brondignach (I)

– Welcome, newcomer. – I open my eyes to look at my interlocutor. It’s a small brown-haired boy of around 12 years, neatly dressed with a school uniform, but with eye bags, like if he was on drugs for a … Continue reading

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