Category: Fiction
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0 The Fool | Wildon & the Timber Sheep
Wildon was an odd one. Abandoned in the forest haphazardly by irresponsible parents — a human and a goat — he was adopted and raised by a family of timber sheep. They did the best they could with him, but timber sheep are not skilled in parenting outside their species, let alone an interspecific child.…
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The King of Wands | Hank
Hank was loath to admit that he’d bitten off more than he could chew. He’d just made Junior Partner at a prestigious law firm and had much to prove. Add to that a ridiculously high mortgage, newborn twin girls, and a wife who is used to the finer finest things in life and you had…
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Owen’s Roommate
Owen had seen a lot of night owls in his day, but none of them were human — until now. As soon as the sun set behind the castle across the river, Giles, his human/roommate, headed for the library. There he sat with pen in hand and a blank piece of paper on the small…
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Mug-Z’s
There are three over-sized concrete steps to navigate before I reach the threshold of the doorway that I always trip over. It’s been there every day, just like me, for the past 30 years and I still trip over the same wayward chunk of rubber. This skid-clunk is my trademark. Snickers here, pockets of chuckles…
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The Staff
Joe salivated, imagining what the staff might serve tonight. Lobster Thermidor, a Porterhouse steak… A gong sounds. The guard, Nguyen Trai, slips a half bowl of cold rice between the bamboo bars, as he’d done every evening for the last seven years.
aka, The Abject Muse 