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The first thing Aveline learned about immortality was that everyone who dreamed of it imagined the wrong things. They imagined centuries stretching endlessly before them. They imagined watching kingdoms rise and fall, witnessing inventions that would have once been called sorcery, reading books that had not yet been written and walking through cities that did... Continue Reading →
Julie had planned everything. And when she said everything, she meant everything. The venue was booked. The tables were arranged. Decorations were ready. Food was scheduled. Music was organized. There were lists, backup lists, and one particularly impressive spreadsheet that Julie was considering framing after the event. Wednesday morning, she looked at everything she'd prepared... Continue Reading →
By Friday evening, Hazel had reached the point where even her to-do list seemed judgmental. There was laundry waiting to be folded, emails she kept promising herself she'd answer, groceries to buy, floors that desperately needed attention, and approximately seventeen other things bouncing around inside her head demanding to be done immediately. So naturally, on... Continue Reading →
The first time Mara saw him, she remembered watching him die. It lasted less than a second. She was standing in a crowded little bookstore on a rainy Saturday afternoon, reaching for a battered collection of poetry on the highest shelf, when another hand closed around the same book. "Sorry," the man said. Mara looked... Continue Reading →
It was supposed to be a civilized dinner party. That was mistake number one. There were six of us, a table full of food, three dogs strategically positioned beneath the chairs, and one cat pretending she was far too sophisticated to participate in anything so common as begging. She sat on the windowsill with her... Continue Reading →
Every morning on her way to work, Claire stopped at the same little coffee shop. She ordered the same coffee, sat at the same table for ten minutes and watched the same parade of sleepy people shuffle through the door looking as though none of them had willingly agreed to participate in morning. One Tuesday,... Continue Reading →
For generations, people living among the rugged mountains and remote ranches of northwestern Mexico told stories about a cat that didn't quite fit with the animals they already knew. They knew the jaguar. They knew the puma. And they knew the onza. The creature was said to roam the mountains of Sinaloa and the surrounding... Continue Reading →
My alarm went off at 6:30 Monday morning, and for approximately twelve beautiful seconds, I didn't know what day it was. Then I remembered. Monday. The weekly reminder that apparently society expects me to participate. I hit snooze because I believe strongly in setting achievable goals. Nine minutes later, the alarm went off again. I... Continue Reading →
Maya was standing in line at the grocery store when she noticed the woman ahead of her. There wasn't anything particularly unusual about her. She looked to be in her sixties, wearing jeans, sneakers and a bright yellow sweater. But what caught Maya's attention was her hair. It was completely silver, cut into a short,... Continue Reading →
Deep in the mountains of northern Italy, where old stone villages cling to the slopes and thick forests stretch into the Italian Alps, there is said to live a creature that spends most of the year hidden among the trees. Its name is the Badalisc. The legend belongs particularly to Andrista, a small village in... Continue Reading →
