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Posts by Alex Blanes
A work in progress.
Dawn arrived with the hesitant kiss of rain.
The storm had passed but an hour ago, leaving in its wake the bedraggled and weary crew of the Lady Rhia. Rudder affixed, and crew abed, a lone deckhand remained awake on watch in the early unlit morning.
The boy shivered in place just fore of the bowsprit, barely covered by a tattered quilt. He blinked uncertainly at the wall of fog ahead, and yawned.
“I should wake the skipper,” he mumbled drowsily. “Shouldn’t be long now.” Slipping in and out of sleep, he almost didn't
A babbling stream of defeat.
are you tired of being human? step right up to the plate get a full transplant brain scan artificial neural examiner corporate benefactor coming to give you all you ever dreamed of, it’s real, all real, except everything i say is a lie, it’s real, it’s real…
strong coffee at 4 AM, alone, trying to remember if I ever felt this way before; yes, in the summer of 2013, I almost killed myself by the stream in the ravine next to my childhood home, a single sunbeam whispering foolishness into my