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Radioactive (Alternate POV)

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Wednesday, March 29 2017

1. Whole dream in twilight. I’m a young man of about 25; I know that I’m also a sort of mutant that never gets old and that radiation cannot harm me. My job is running along the freight train that transports radioactive materials and make sure nothing gets lost or stolen. I run along the left side of the train; the air is cool and the running comes as easily as breathing. Samuel L Jackson is my colleague who runs along the right side of the train. The train cars shine with eer

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Rain and the perv

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Friday, March 3 2017

3. Gran’s house at night. Me and Kiddo are getting ready to go outside in the heavy rain to help somebody. She looks doubtful, but I tell her how much fun this is going to be, with exaggerated enthusiasm in my voice, and she believes me. All her rain gear is green.   4. Night, still raining. Me and Kiddo are looking for a place to spend the night and find a shabby-looking hotel. The receptionist is my creepy neighbour K; he gives me the keys to the room and a flash drive with &

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Seaside, ships, submarines and the talented dog

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Friday, March 3 2017

  7. We’re in a seaside town (Southend?) with Kiddo. We are slowpokes and only get to go to the beach in the late evening when it’s getting dark. We walk down the wide street that leads down to the sea; there are casinos and arcades on both sides. Through the open door I peek into one and see a game where you have to guess the pitch; a big yellow dog sits in front of it and howls along the “Flower Duet” from Lakmé. The dog is winning and coins drop into the

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Garden party, tribunal and bookstore

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Wednesday, February 22 2017

1. I lived in an unfamiliar nondescript flat and had neighbours Florence and Florian who were barricading my door with rubbish bags, practically building a wall out of them. I tricked them into removing the bags, although the details of this are fuzzy. I got out and went for a walk in a garden with my mother. It was late summer evening and the garden was exquisite – with small ponds, flowers and trees strung with string lights. Mother told me that she had cooked a piece of honey soap,

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Art gallery streets

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Wednesday, February 15 2017

1. Hometown near my old primary school, cloudy summer day. I’m on a ski lift 20 feet up, slowly moving westwards, with a clowder of cats in the street below me. I look in amusement as they jump to get me, knowing that it is impossible, when a gray cat almost reaches me. When he fails, a ginger-and-white cat takes his place and actually touches my foot, but I shake him off. 2. I board a train after some demon hunting. There are still wisps of smoke around me from the heat of hell and

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Flooded hotel

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Tuesday, February 14 2017

It’s night, most of the land is flooded. The black raging sea and distant mountains are visible for a moment when the lightning strikes. There is a hotel on what used to be the beach, but now only top few storeys are out of the water. I had been cowering on the roof for a while with someone else’s newborn baby and an unfamiliar man named Al. The baby is crying and we decide to get back into the building to find food and somewhere dry to sleep as the water doesn’t seem to be

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The undead

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Wednesday, February 8 2017

1. A long dream about Methos faking his death again and again, but leaving a clue every time for me to find. The last time seemed hopeless; I knew that there was a clue in a painting, but nothing else. I was in a big room with amber-coloured walls and there were paintings everywhere, both framed and unframed, hanging on the walls and propped against them, and stacks of unframed sketches covering every surface. I called my friends for help. Maria brought a watercolour painting of purple m

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The name day of baby Jesus

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Tuesday, February 7 2017

1. I’m attending a work meeting in what looks like the biology classroom in my old school – a multi-level room with worn, scratched desks. The coordinator gives a small bouquet of flowers to every Catholic in the room, saying “Happy name day of baby Jesus!”. When she gets to me, she spreads all the remaining flowers all over my desk. There are forget-me-nots, tiny pink roses and white tulips. I don’t have the heart to tell her that I don’t go to church any

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Mer-everything

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Sunday, November 6 2016

I was sitting by the lake with a few girls who wanted to be mermaids and knew that the lake water could turn their legs in to fishtails. So they did, and one of them splashed some water in my face. I grew and shed fishscales immediately and they fell into my lap in one long strip like a snake's shed skin. While the girls were enjoying their new tails, a few black horses came to the lake; they stepped into the water and drank some. I expected them to turn in to seahorses, but instead t

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Building snowmen and all the trouble that followed

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Monday, September 19 2016

It was a winter night and me, Miller and some other people were building snowmen in the front garden of the university. There was plenty of snow on the ground, but we had our own in big plastic containers, coloured and layered - white on top, then red and blue. I made mine big and white, and Miller his - small and cherry red. Then there was the part that seemed unrelated at first. I was standing up to my hips in a river, holding the leash of a dog that was waiting behind me on the bank. It w

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