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The Revenge, The Final Price

“Once you found me, what exactly where you going to do? “ I finally managed to look him in the eye, where I found nothing at all, no life, no death, nothing.
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The Revenge, Finding the Pirate

Luckily enough the wind was on our side and we were travelling at a good speed. I had high hopes, smugly confident about the whole thing. The vampiric weapons had to be good.
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The Revenge: The Fellow Undead

On deck, I kept picturing the scene with my father lying dead on the floor, blood streaming out of his stomach. I felt the hate flaring through my body again.
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The Revenge: The Bane of Immortality

I produced a dagger from my pocket. I grasped it tightly in my hand, the tip of the dagger facing towards my heart.
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The Revenge: The Drowned

The water was freezing and my heartbeat was slowing. I was running out of hope.
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The Revenge: The Ship’s Death

I was growing really scared... Nothing had gone according to plan.
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The Revenge: Witness to a Murder

The man put his hand to his side and brandished a long sword... My father was standing strong, a grin plastered across his face, and no sign of fear in his eyes.
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The Polygamist

Imam Idris Sultan was unmarried, and for this reason he approved of polygamy. He was a religious figure in “this irreligious society” where polygamy was looked down upon. His open advocacy of the practice allowed the impious to label him “a pervert just like us” — a fact that caused him great agitation. He did [...]
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Peanut Butter and Magic

He just happened to be sixty years younger than everyone else, with blonde hair, fjord-blue eyes, and the body of a Norse warrior. Well, let’s be honest. Not a Norse warrior. More like a Norse warrior’s younger cousin who goes to the gym once and a while, but you know he also likes his peanut butter pancakes. He was gorgeous.
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My Life for a Witness

Experimental prose
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