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After the applause for Brebelle’s hearfelt poetry dies down, I trek across the stage. The auditorium is filled with a curious blend of avatars that reminds me…
Suicidal Memories
Embry woke from a returning nightmare in a cold sweat, that ran down his spine making him shiver. He grabbed his Impression and texted October. R U OK? he…
End of the World
When the usually cold winter atmosphere gained a warmer temperature, she let out a loud sigh. “I guess you’re not going to follow your promise, will you?” she…