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One too many. And, I couldn't remember last night, either. Both unlikely for a witch.
But, my powers were still here. Well, sort of.
And, that's all I remembered.
Not my name, not how I got dressed (or un-dressed) like this. Or where I was.
Helluva hangover, especially for a witch.
The problem was that I didn't remember anything before I woke up. Nothing. No childhood, no witch training, nothing.
Not even my own name.
I'd been spelled but good. Now...
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The result of all these civil wars was complete destruction.
Maybe we should have taken a hint from all those wars we fought "over there" and the footage came back showing entire cities now only towering, shattered icons that stood in piles of rubble.
Uninhabited. uninhabitable.
Yet this one woman stayed there. This was her new home, she repeated stubbornly. She wasn't leaving. Even though it meant eventual death.
If the warring armies didn't...
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Walking down the highway barefoot, feverish, and in only a nightgown.
At least the storm had quit. Now if I could get my chattering teeth to stop, it would help, maybe.
Up ahead, I see some stopped cars. Some have their lights on. Maybe I can get help. Too bad I can't travel any faster the way I am.
That's odd. Nobody in them. Lights on, but no one at home.
Except for a crying baby. And no one answers my calls either.
No, I can't leave her alone....
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You'd think that after a couple of thousand years, I'd be able to find my angel wings when I wanted them.
Pretty hard to misplace, if you think about it at all.
But when, I woke up to go to work this morning, they weren't there. Not in my closet, not hanging on the bedpost, and certainly not on my shoulders where they always had been.
Sure, I was always able to appear to humans without them. But just because they couldn't see them, didn't mean...
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To rescue a 12,000 year old ghost, you have to learn to breathe water.
Our next mystery to solve was the toughest yet. We thought ourselves prepared to deal with being submerged several hundred feet below the surface.
My question was how to communicate with something who was older than all civilization as we knew it. What did it have in common with our modern culture? How to talk through an energy shield built to withstand the pressures of that...
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Some satire is timeless. Others predict the near future with uncanny accuracy.
When you're faced with a violent, dangerous present - perhaps it's some relief to blow it all up into an exaggerated future history. Then you can tell yourself that it's all just entertainment....And hope it doesn't really turn out that way.- -She could still remember the look on his face when they closed the Riot Wall for the final time.
She could barely find him at...
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She could still remember the look on his face when they closed the Riot Wall for the final time.
She could barely find him at first beyond the chain-link fence a few hundred yards away. If not for that red-plaid shirt he always wore when he visited her. Standing in the closed "visitor" queue on his side of that wall.
After this day, there would be no more visits. Because this wall was the long-overdue solution to the long-running riots.
Riots meant...
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