Tag: circle
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THE SPINNING CIRCLE OF DEATH

He stared at it. It stared back at him. It seemed harmless, a spinning circle. Yet within it he sensed malevolence, an ominous presence, a threat. Was it sneering at him? Laughing at his bad fortune? How long would the stand-off last? He’d been through the anger and rage, his crushed coffee cup was evidence…
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ORBITAL

Five hours she had been stuck on the orbital road. They had barely moved an inch while the snow continued to fall. The glowing streetlights fought off the encroaching darkness, the car’s heater battled the creeping cold and the radio staved off the loneliness. Some had abandoned their cars and started walking. She had too…