Tag: writing
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The Quiet Line
The Quiet Line Samuel Reeves had lived on the border between Juneau, Alaska and British Columbia for thirty-four years. His weather-worn cabin sat so close to the international line that he liked to joke he could fry eggs in Alaska and eat them in Canada without standing up. He liked the quiet.He liked the isolation.He…
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The Veiled Accord
For one hundred and twelve years, the hidden society known only as The Accord had operated beneath the surface of the world—quietly shaping events, influencing discoveries, and safeguarding knowledge too powerful to be left in the open. They lived among everyone yet were seen by no one. Not through magic.Not through disappearance.But through mastery of…
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The Ledger
Detective Marcus Dwyer had worn the badge for 22 years.Long enough to see partners retire, rookies turn seasoned, and entire precincts change leadership twice over. Long enough to make mistakes. Mistakes he never admitted.Mistakes he never atoned for.Mistakes he buried beneath paperwork, favors, and silence. But retirement has a way of shaking loose the dust.…
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The Moon Colony
Beneath the Grey The first generation of settlers called it Haven-1, a domed outpost carved into the southern rim of the Shackleton Crater. It was meant to be humanity’s quiet foothold on the Moon: laboratories, greenhouses, sleeping quarters, and a small team of twenty-two scientists and engineers. But within a month of landing, they discovered…
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The Keeper’s Burden
Lydia was seventeen when her grandmother called her t the attic – the part of the old house no one entered unless summoned. The air smelled of cedar and dust, of things too old to move. Her grandmother sat in the rocker, a heavy leather-bound book in her lap. “It’s your turn,” she said. Lydia…
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Tundra Tales
“Tundra Tales” The cabin creaked as the wind howled outside, sending a flurry of snow against the frosted windows. Inside, six friends sprawled across the worn couches, mugs of steaming coffee in their hands. It had been eight months since their grueling trek across the Alaskan tundra, and tonight was finally about sharing stories —…
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The Golden Ticket
Sam Rourke had spent twenty-six years working in construction in the city of Crest Field. He built half the new downtown skyline and patched nearly every pothole in the county at least twice. Everyone knew him — the quiet guy in worn boots, strong hands, and no-nonsense attitude. But no one, not even Sam himself,…
Saturday Afternoon 