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Knot Hole
where trees are sexual and aspen drops her leaves pine is aroused
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Darkness of Sun Mountain (Part 5)
Soon the underground cathedral was empty save for the wafting smoke from the burnt gunpowder and the five dead men lay on the floor of the place. Howard, deafened and blinded from the blast of his Colt’s muzzle, sat paralyzed, waiting and praying for his senses to return to to him before the horde returned…
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Darkness of Sun Mountain (Part 4)
In the gloomy darkness, moved dwarf-like humanoid creatures, skulls peaked and flattened on the sides, with no ear holes, and reptilian eyes, large and round, and protruding jaws with two pointed fangs. Their hands and feet appeared unnaturally sinuous; bodies – if one may call it that – were unclothed, and possessed of a whitish…
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Darkness of Sun Mountain (Part 3)
From where Howard stood he could tell that the night would be a fairly slow one as it was the middle of the week and most men had used up what money they had at the beginning of the week. He set off back up the hillside, retracing his steps along the dark path that…
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The church mouse to the field mouse: “Can I talk to you about cheeses?”
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Darkness of Sun Mountain (Part 2)
As the years passed, the cho’er-ja koe’kro became less dependent on the outside world, developing ways of growing and gathering food from the Earth’s interior. Meanwhile, their bodies adapted to the dark: to change physically, becoming more bestial, shunning sunlight. Far below the budding mining town, and hidden within Six-Mile Valley by the eons of…
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Darkness of Sun Mountain (Part 1)
Beneath Sun Mountain, east of Carson City and above Virginia City, in the rugged passes of the Sierra Mountain Range, men continue to toil, wrenching silver from the depths of the earth in untold qualities. Yet more than precious mineral is hidden amid the rocky crags and deadly holes of the miners’ jack; the old…
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Millions of kids wish to clean up the Earth and their parents wish they’d start with their rooms.
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The Dread, Part Two
The unearthly din neared the surface and so uneuphoniously threatening, the two young men turned and fled. Once in the safety of the truck, they sped over the rough and ungraded roads, back to the paved security of Main Street and U.S. 95. Stricken with an incorporeal fright, they refused to acknowledge that thing they…
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The Dread, Part One
The blaze wasn’t a serious one. It was discovered while small and attacked for some time at close quarters, yet the insignificant flame developed into a deadly disaster. That was 1911. For sometime since, the old Belmont mine has been left to rot, abandonment and what ever nervy tourist or rock hound wishes to explore…