Tag: killed
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INVASION
Forage duty. They try to tell you it’s a privilege, an honour. You’re special, a chosen one. The truth is it’s dangerous. You’re expendable and you’re exposed. Return empty-handed and you will be punished. That’s why I’m still out here as the light fails, still hunting. They only come for us at night. It’s suicide…
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RECOMPENSE
Every year, on the same day, another one appeared: a black dahlia. She had almost run out of space to put them around her villa. Each year the perennials re-sprouted, a forest of dark bloomage that shrouded her white walls. The shadow they cast she could not escape. The blackness in her heart was embodied…
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IMAGINE
‘Imagine all the people, sharing all the world,’ sang John Lennon. And they shot him. ‘I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character,’ ministered the Reverend Martin Luther…