"What? Who said that?", I asked, startled. "It izz me, Buzzter, your humble servant, sire! Might I take this opportunity to say that it is such an honor to speak with you directly!" said the annoying voice. That's when I noticed that the...

Their fields are empty, white wastes sowed with the salt of the long years. For all the miles they could see, they see nothing but an endless world. This should please them, you would think. But there is something coursing through the ai...

G'day and welcome to the Myth Hunter. Today, I'm going after the stone salamander of Seneca. Oh, looks like we've got one. 'Ere we have the rare basilisk. Crikey, this ones a giant in'it he? Now the thing you've got to remember with basi...

It was Friday morning. Time to check his bank accounts. Time to pay his bills. Time to— What The Fuck?! "$12490004949902 CHEQUING ACCOUNT" Ummm. Ummm. Paul waited a little whlie longer, then closed the browser, reopened it and reread his...

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It was, more often than not, the smiley ones I watched out for. While I checked their IDs, their gazes would frequently flicker over to their friends for support. The more jittery among them would chatter away with quotes plucked directl...

“What did you say?” I paused, my card already jammed into the receptacle and deducting $5.29 from my bank account. “What?” The clerk stared at me, his green eyes narrowed. I drew half a step back almost unconsciously. “Uh. I asked if I c...

Emily sat across from him at a table draped with a red satin tablecloth. Her champagne flute remained untouched as she searched for the words to say. “I’m sorry Jacob, but,” she paused averting her gaze. “It’s not you it’s me.” “What do ...

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It was called *Fuck You* money, the type of money you burn in front of poor people just to see the hope fade from their eyes. It was the type of money you used to hire the most expensive prostitutes in America, tell them to pretend to be...