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Trade-ins n Tirades | The Graveyard of My Mind
https://thegraveyardofmymind.com/2012/12/06/trade-ins-n-tirades
Whispers from the Graves…. Meet the Keeper…. The Graveyard of My Mind. The final resting place of truly dark fiction. 8220;Hiya, mate, welcome to Avondale Afflictions and Ailments.”. 8220;Hi there.”. 8220;Whaddaya trying to achieve today? 8220;Just looking.”. 8220;You look pretty healthy, mate … nothin obvious… internal issues then, eh? 8220;Yeah … hemorrhaging.”. 8220;Lemme guess; you’re lookin to downsize trade in the ol’ affliction for 4 or 5 of nagging ailments? 8220;That recent, eh? You know how man...
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KAYLA MACK | The Graveyard of My Mind
https://thegraveyardofmymind.com/2013/07/26/kayla-mack
Whispers from the Graves…. Meet the Keeper…. The Graveyard of My Mind. The final resting place of truly dark fiction. WARNING; This story has some graphic sexual content, language, and. Sergeant Major Mikayla Kayla Mack (ret.) had made 27 Tactical Orbit-to-Surface Deployments (TOSD);. Off the boat”. She was a goddamn marvel. Then why am I shaking? She took a deep breath. Struggle … yes, claw all the way back to calm … all the way back. She’d get there. Always did. Stop it. Its gone. But she was afraid...
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KNIGHT TAKES KING | The Graveyard of My Mind
https://thegraveyardofmymind.com/2013/07/28/knight-takes-king
Whispers from the Graves…. Meet the Keeper…. The Graveyard of My Mind. The final resting place of truly dark fiction. This was to be a piece for a flash fiction challenge with a 1,000 word limit for Chuck Wendig’s TERRIBLE MINDS Flash Fiction Challenge. I went over that number. I randomly picked the following four prompts from a list of nine that must be included in the story somehow. Police Officer’s Badge. The sky was showing signs of dawn as Saikura pulled into the garage of the Iron Horseshoe. The ve...
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The Devil Has No Name | The Graveyard of My Mind
https://thegraveyardofmymind.com/2013/07/25/the-devil-has-no-name
Whispers from the Graves…. Meet the Keeper…. The Graveyard of My Mind. The final resting place of truly dark fiction. The Devil Has No Name. INSPIRATIONAL MODAYS PROMPT FLASH FICTION presented by Stephanie at Be Kind Rewrite. The guidelines for this flash fiction challenge are as follows:. Keep the story between 200 and 500 words, and choose one of these prompts –. THE MAN WITH NO NAME. There is graphic language in this piece. Be advised. The Devil Has No Name. He smiled at her through the one-way mirror.
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Under My Nails | The Graveyard of My Mind
https://thegraveyardofmymind.com/2013/07/30/under-my-nails
Whispers from the Graves…. Meet the Keeper…. The Graveyard of My Mind. The final resting place of truly dark fiction. INSPIRATIONAL MODAYS PROMPT FLASH FICTION presented by Stephanie at Be Kind Rewrite. The guidelines for this flash fiction challenge are as follows:. Keep the story between 200 and 500 words, and choose one of these prompts –. NAMED FOR THEIR HEROES. I like to pick scabs. I can’t help it; they’re scabs, they’re supposed to be picked. Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). I am l...
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Predator and Priestess | The Graveyard of My Mind
https://thegraveyardofmymind.com/2012/12/05/the-predator-and-his-priestess
Whispers from the Graves…. Meet the Keeper…. The Graveyard of My Mind. The final resting place of truly dark fiction. She wore low-cut black flared leather pants. High-heeled black boots with leopard print platform soles, and a tight, open-back blood-red top revealing just enough skin between it and her modestly bedazzled belt. Her hair hung down her back in luxurious highlighted waves. She drank Cosmos only, and she danced like a Priestess exorcising an affliction from the world. A new techno compositio...
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As the God-Child Sees | The Graveyard of My Mind
https://thegraveyardofmymind.com/2013/08/07/as-the-god-child-sees
Whispers from the Graves…. Meet the Keeper…. The Graveyard of My Mind. The final resting place of truly dark fiction. As the God-Child Sees. Another absolutico magnifico Writer Wednesday Blog Hop Photo-Prompt Flash Fiction. Hosted this week by Ms. Amazingly Wonderful herself, Carrie Sorensen. The rules are simple:. Below and all five words. Must be featured in the piece that is to be no longer than 500 words. But I also found that I am the lucky winner of the monthly ad award. Pretty good ambush, Lea...
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WADE IN BLOOD | The Graveyard of My Mind
https://thegraveyardofmymind.com/2013/10/03/wade-in-blood
Whispers from the Graves…. Meet the Keeper…. The Graveyard of My Mind. The final resting place of truly dark fiction. The blood was hard to stomach. Inspector Lt. Thomas Wade had seen plenty, and it was long ago that blood had made the inevitable transformation in his investigator’s mind from the crimson herald of violence, violation, and death into simply evidence. And repulsed by witnessing the horrid aftermath of the event. But it was more than that for Wade, wasn’t it? Dead eggs and dead ham for brea...
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KAYLA MACK, Part III | The Graveyard of My Mind
https://thegraveyardofmymind.com/2013/07/31/kayla-mack-part-iii
Whispers from the Graves…. Meet the Keeper…. The Graveyard of My Mind. The final resting place of truly dark fiction. KAYLA MACK, Part III. That’s exactly what happened; Kayla, in the split second before being cut down, had initiated with a mental command to her battle-suit’s COMSYS a transmission off-planet to the Valiant. The ISS Light Cruiser received this and targeted all her substantial destructive capabilities on the railgun position. From there it was simply academic. She was a hero once again....
