WWW #21 – Protection – Text #1

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Jordan
by Hailie Andersen

He did not believe in love at first sight. That was before he met her.

He was sitting at his desk. His face buried in his hands. Tears were rolling down his cheeks. He had been trying to hide his sad state of mind from his coworkers. Trying too hard to keep those feelings bottled in. How could everything have gone so wrong? He was playing and replaying the day in that thick head of his, but none of it made sense.

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All he wanted to do was help her, protect her. All he ended up doing was to tear her heart apart. He looked back at this whole mess, trying to pinpoint when it all went out of hand. Then it all came rushing back to him. Not the dark times, but the great ones.

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He remembered how he felt the day he first laid eyes on her. He fell for her on the spot. Her shiny black curls cascading on her shoulders, she was wearing an empire white dress with large strokes of forest green paint printed on it. They formed abstract patterns reminiscent of spring and flowers. Continue reading

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www #17 – Padlock – Text #3

Future Unlocking

By Garry Vakarian

The Agency’s target was Tony Cabalero. Caucasian male, age 42, and more importantly head of the science division of Genetek Inc. The man himself was irrelevant but what was in him made him invaluable. Indeed in order to keep track of his branch’s latest researches, he was the only one authorized to upload them from the company’s mainframe into his cyberbrain. All other employees with access to them had to wipe the data from their memory every time they exited the lab. And since the mainframe of Genetek was hidden deep into a vault inside the company’s headquarter, direct access was impossible. Continue reading

WWW #16 – Partners in Crime – Text #2

Grand Theft Stiletto

By Garry Vakarian

The night was clear and quiet. For once, the town looked like a ghost town and not a zombie mayhem. Graham and Annabelle traveled on the main street half asleep on the back of their centaur mounts. They had been searching for Rufus for two days already. The last time they saw him was at the park when he tried – unsuccessfully – to kill a human survivor to cull his soul and finish his reaper trainee exam. That was when a bunch of centaurs showed up out of nowhere, and started trampling everything in sight. Since they were prompt to succumb to bloodrage, the more violent they got the more their cognitive abilities got drained in the process. In the end, most of them became mindless animals and were used in the netherworld as beasts of burdens. Continue reading

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WWW #9 – Creative Writing – Text #2

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A Lion’s Roar
by Hailie Andersen

Sofia was sitting by the window. She was alone in the living room. She could make out the lake in the interstice of the trees in the distance. It all seemed so peaceful outside. She wished she could collect some of that peace to replenish her heart. There was a war waging inside of her. She wished she could erase it all, and get back to things the way they were yesterday. Continue reading