Argyle Paendragon sat at the bar of a speakeasy that was unlike any other he knew of in Chicago. The Blind Magician was situated just down an alleyway alongside the Biograph Theater behind a door hidden by a complex camouflaging charm and guarded by a brute no one wanted to trifle with.
Read MoreJohn Dillinger and the Blind MagicianDimia returns to consciousness suddenly and without pain—without physical sensation of any kind, in fact—and finds herself in a perfect void. The technicians at Bridge Proteins told her to expect quite a hangover if she ever came back to life, but they never mentioned anything about sensory impairment.
Read MoreAnarchic HandMy dad liked to say, “Ang nakaraan ay hindi kailanman nawawala, nalilimutan lamang,” or rather, “The past is never gone, only forgotten.” Whether a salawikain of the Philippines or something he made up, it seemed to fit.
Read MoreMultoThis is the place of the carnivores, the pool ringed with sundews and the fat funnels of the pitcher plants.
Read MorePocosinThe sound of his bedroom door being opened woke Katulo. “What is it?”
Read MoreTrees of BoneIt started at her dad’s funeral. Her brother gave his eulogy about what a great dad he was and how he took them out for soccer on Sundays, and Henrietta wept a single tear that was not a tear but a daisy petal.
Read MoreHenrietta’s GardenThe jackrabbit crawled through a rip in the screen door the night Mandy left us, and six months after Dad died. It was a tiny, evil–looking thing, with ash–gray fur, yellow eyes, and missing its tail besides.
Read MoreGriefbunnyGerald’s stomach clenched as he approached his daughter, Sarah. She sat at her computer, her back to the world, as intent as a cat scenting a mouse. “Sweetie, I have some big news.”
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It is an honor to protect the bride. Mother and Father repeat this, but I don’t believe it just because of them. The happiest day of my life was when I was asked to serve as Elisha McCormick’s bridesmaid.
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