Author: Syndal
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Just another crazy ex
The door handle rattles. It’s been rattling for three hours. Nonstop. Through the door: “Maya, let me in.” I won’t. Yesterday, I called the police. “Hasn’t he been here before? He’s your boyfriend.” Useless. If he enters, I will kill him. The hammer waits under my pillow. He doesn’t enter.
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Excerpt from Chapter 1: The Saral
Once, Pedra watched a child die in the Saral desert. It had been morning. Ceria, the greater star, had just broken free of the horizon, flooding the frigid peaks of sand with warmth and light. No one noticed the girl scampering along the top of a dune, and if they had, what would they have…
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Catching a Cab in the Rain While Pissed and Pregnant (Working Title)
The air is normally gray from smog, but today it’s raining. Not a steady drizzle that umbrellas remedy; this is a downpour, and the drops hit the cobblestoned sidewalks so hard they up-pour back onto your jeans, soaking your legs all the way to your knees, despite your umbrella. Should have worn a poncho. Should…