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The Manufactory of the Dawn, goblins run it now, that’s what I’d been told.

The boy prince straightens his back and his face as camera flashes illuminate the funeral procession.

My father-in-law and I were on break and suspended from work in the Cagancho Valley

Can Joe reach the whitehouse?

It was twenty years ago when Samuel ‘Default Eustace’ Skrunt inherited the rights to the folk ballad, ‘The Elfin Knight’.

I couldn’t stand it anymore. I was chain-smoking. I had paced a trail to oblivion in the floor of the apartment.

I climbed up the ladder inside my cell every day to the little square opening high above.

every morning began with the short trip across the village to the baker.

computerfriend.exe

I found the thing stuck in a laundromat dryer.