Category: Fiction
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Iris
Iris stares out the window while she’s plugged into the wall to charge. At first glance you might think her to be a bald young woman in her teens wearing a purple floral print dress, at second glance you’d think her a particularly lifelike mannequin. You’re right on both counts. Iris is a synthetic human,…
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Glimpses of Dreams
You can’t paint. Everything you do will fail. Voices screaming in my head. Pounding over and over like the drumbeat of an unfinished song. A low rumbling, a hidden roar in the throat of lion. It thickens. It washes over me. The constant chatter drives me out of the room, off the seat of the…