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Amber and Nightshade

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Sunday, July 30 2017

I lied to my family and told them I’m going on a date with my boyfriend, but instead I went to the cemetery to work on a scientific paper in mineralogy on the properties of Baltic amber. The cemetery was stunning in the silence of the clear autumn afternoon and the variety of colours of the autumn leaves. I sat on a bench reading a book that mostly had charts and diagrams, waiting for my scientific advisor. He soon arrived and when I told him about my lie, he flirtatiously said it does

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Fever dreams

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Friday, June 9 2017

  3. Garden street flat, evening. I’m assembling a jigsaw puzzle of a world map. It’s nearly complete, but I have just one piece missing. I get a mail pigeon and release it out of the window to fly to FöddFörlorare. I keep fiddling with the puzzle while I wait for the pigeon to return. Also on the table there’s a huge white candle with three wicks and suddenly one of them lights up. BlueOpossum is sitting behind me, typing his dreams on a red laptop and he say

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Prison party

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Saturday, June 3 2017

2. I was in a girl gang with Ivy and some fifteen other, unfamiliar girls. Ivy looked more like Megan Fox, but still was her own unmistakeable self. It was a cold winter day. The lot of us were walking along the train tracks that ran in a deep ravine on our right. We reached a place where Ivy had a secret drug cache; she removed a small bag of dried toadstools and put it in the pocket of her red fur coat. There was a zipline going all the way down over the train tracks to a wire fence on the

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The war is over!

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Friday, May 5 2017

1. Wartime. Kiddo and I live in one of the houses near our garden on Cogs street. I go to work every day and she stays to play alone. My gran lives about a block away, but she hasn’t visited us yet. Other houses are mostly deserted. One evening I come home carrying a full black backpack; I don’t know what’s inside, but I have a feeling that it’s something really bad. I check that Kiddo has eaten all the food I’ve left for her and discover that there’s s

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War slave and widower

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Saturday, February 4 2017

The conversations in these dreams were in Old Russian that I barely understood, and responded in modern Russian. 1. There was a big victory parade in a huge, red brick hall illuminated by wagon wheel chandeliers. I was a war slave, one among many, and we were expected to swear fealty to our new masters. The masters had both the Bible and Quran, but I couldn’t make an oath on either, and swore on a fencing manual, after which I had to prove my prowess with a sword. The next day I

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Guerrilla ghost fighter

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Wednesday, January 18 2017

1. After a civil uprising Miss Vanessa Ives had joined a small guerrilla group who were hiding in the wintry forest, a dozen people or less. One day they were looking for provisions and ammunition in an abandoned village, and came accross an empty barn where a mob of peasants had surrounded and attacked a knight; he was heavily armoured and all bloodied from a stabbed wound in his head, but still alive. A young fighter, barely sixteen, and the only other woman in the group had walked in firs

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Dragon and titans

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Monday, January 16 2017

1. We're climbing trees with Kiddo, looking for dragons. It's winter and the pines are frosted white. We climb to the top of one and see some movement, but it turns out to be just a pidgeon; however, there is a white dragon in the tree behind us. It scoops us up in its paws and takes off; we whoop and laugh with excitement. While flying I wonder what the dragon eats as everything is frozen and shout the question to Kiddo; she shouts back: "The sun," and points to straight r

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Boat ride (Alternating POV)

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Tuesday, April 12 2016

I knew that an assassination was planned on a politician – first a sniper shot and then an explosion, but I didn’t know when. A friend of mine (unfamiliar) was his bodyguard and I shadowed them, determined to keep my friend out of trouble. Both of them stood in front of a tall gray building when I heard a faint shot. Seeing the red bullet hole in the politician’s light gray suit, I ran to cover my friend against the flying debris from the explosion I knew was going to follo

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