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Of Dolls and Men - Snippet Ten - Laughter

1 year ago, for day 35 by Sophie Clark 🍟

Previously It's gonna be a shorter snippet today as I have stuff that needs to be done. I know. I'm scared too. Actually...going outside. Can't be healthy. As always, any and all feedback is most welcome! _"Never question the boss," Christian said with a grin, letting his head fall back...


Of Dolls and Men - Snippet Nine - Commands

1 year ago, for day 34 by Sophie Clark 🍟

Previously "You aren't asleep Christian, wake up!" It was Evan again, and the command hit him like a slap to the face. His eyes snapped open, and reality came flooding back. Evan's face was a carefully constructed mask of indifference, but the anxious concern radiating from him was reflected...


Limbs

1 year ago, for day 33 by Leonie Jonk 💘

“Hey Duncan!” “Heeeey, long time no see Phyll.” “You can say that again! I can hardly recognise you anymore with that fancy new getup!” “Hehe, yeah I know.. It’s not really ‘me’ is it?” “None-sense, you look terrific. Totally pulling it off. Hey, you want a drink?” “Absolutely. Why else...


Of Dolls and Men - Snippet Eight - Dreams

1 year ago, for day 33 by Sophie Clark 🍟

Previously "Fascinating," the man drawled. "But can we skip to the part where you somehow became a machine?" Christian felt a spike of unfamiliar tension pass through him. Someone was anxious, they were afraid of what would happen if...if a story was true? He tried to think past the...


Of Dolls and Men - Snippet Seven - Answers?

1 year ago, for day 31 by Sophie Clark 🍟

Previously There was blackness around the edge of his vision, his ears were ringing, Evan couldn't go away, this couldn't die as well - "Don't let go," he begged before the blackness swallowed him. He could hear people talking. Someone was crying, someone else was trying to comfort them...


Of Dolls and Men - Snippet Six

1 year ago, for day 30 by Sophie Clark 🍟

Previous It reached inside Christian's chest and tore at his suddenly racing heart. "Chris? Chris, is it really you? Christopher!" Christian froze. He knew her voice. If he closed his eyes what she was saying almost made sense, but... He felt Evan's shock, and his eyes snapped open to...


Gracias, por favor y perdón. Short story.

1 year ago, for day 29 by Ivette Yanez Soria 💎

"Siempre di gracias y por favor". Era la frase preferida de mi abuela, o al menos la que más de decía, por encima de las palabras de afecto, las cuales tampoco faltaban. Esa mujer era mi todo. Me hacía chocolate caliente cuando se quedaba a cuidarme por las noches y...

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