Brittany Crowl
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Flash Fiction : Crazed Cosplayer
6 o’clock. Time for a cup of coffee, I can smell it brewing in all of its vanilla caramel glory and I smile slumped over the counter listening to the tiny kitchen television spewing the news. The flashing… Read More
A Door To The Weightless
He’d never noticed a door there before. He stood there staring at it, at first in confusion. But the longer he watched the frame, the more it became a beacon drawing him closer. He looked around the room… Read More
The Passing
My name is Garret Narlin, and I should be dead. In Mirrudge everyone is born with a birthmark on their forearm bearing the date they will die. Within the week of their death date, people are moved into… Read More
Hershey, Don’t Go Breaking My Heart!
After 20 years, I was finally going to see the Backstreet Boys thanks to my sister, but it sadly didn’t happen. Let me lead you through the night we had with our sister in law… Our hotel was… Read More
Flash Fiction: Shadow Arena
He’s like you, honey. You’ll be ok, Mr. Dither was just like you. Your father and I are so proud of you for making it through the Penumbra Training. We’ll be there for your graduation ceremony, we hear… Read More
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