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25/12/14 Phil is sat on the roof of the Minster, watching the rain fall and the river go by, licking the lead. He thinks about Jen. 104
Blink James Nissler It was sunset when the boy wandered the streets of Sterrion alone. He walked at random; his gaze focused more on his own aching feet than the buildings that shadowed him. The boy tried to keep his mind calm, but night was fast approaching and his fear grew with each minute the shadows lengthened. His name was Telic and he was lost. In his attempt to find his way home the twisting streets of Sterrion had led Telic away from familiar neighbourhoods. He hadn’t meant for it to happen, but then no one intentionally becomes lost. Telic had been running errands for his parents and as boys of fourteen often do, his mind had wandered and his feet had strayed. He tried to remember the last place he recognised but he had been so wrapped up in his own daydreams that his memories of the journey were disjointed and fuzzy. Telic glanced cautiously around as he wandered onto a large open space with three tarmac roads branching off from it. From the position of the sunset he thought the right road would take him home. Telic crossed the courtyard but froze as he heard the steady hum of an aeromotive zoom by overhead. The sleek craft was gone before Telic could even try to gain its attention, leaving twin trails of emission that blended into the smoggy sky. Behind the layers of pollution Telic could barely make out the shape of Gehenna – the dead planet – where it floated as an ever-present warning of the destruction that humanity was capable of. As he continued on his way streetlights began to light up in preparation for night’s takeover. Telic began to grow nervous again, although he was unsure why, and unconsciously touched the dark leather patch that covered his left eye. It appeared that this street was home to numerous bars and pubs, and while plenty of noise and music came from these the traffic on the street was relatively thin. Like Telic all the people wore patches over their left eyes, though 105
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THE PREACHER’S CAVE Helen Barclay
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their nests on the ground above the
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see outside that night was falling.
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telling tales of past doings, betra
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Not my body. I’m the sawn in half
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HOME ONE Becca Beddow To lie back a
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REPEAT Claudia Calzini Chugging alo
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THE WOLF Claudia Calzini It’s mor
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MOON CHILD Nicola Chapman It all st
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attention. Beneath the sheen, it wa
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prepared myself to face her again.
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CO-EXIST Abby Cook A short spoken w
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Her hair is short and black. CUT -
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ON THE POINT OF LEAVING FOR PICKERI
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21 DREAMS Millie Douce 21 - Everyon
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Open the lid. Emit. Laugh as he gas
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A PARTY DRESS Emily Hannan The blac
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Page 59 and 60: REUNION Lynne Heritage The train ro
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Page 65 and 66: noise as possible but he was singin
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Page 69 and 70: LOST AT SEA Anna Jackman Like the o
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Page 77 and 78: MY SISTER’S WORMS Sam Johnson Coc
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Page 81 and 82: THE PREDATOR Lilliane Konsmo A herb
Page 83 and 84: NUANCES Belinda Lindley When she ar
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Page 89 and 90: METACARPUS Belinda Lindley The redn
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Page 97 and 98: IRONY AND PITY Robin Mallender ‘C
Page 99 and 100: GARDENING Bethan Mosley A week afte
Page 101 and 102: IN THE HILLS Lauren Moss How strang
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Page 117 and 118: ON BELIZE Charnell Peters Houses wa
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Page 123 and 124: BLIND CORNER Rebecca Richardson It
Page 125 and 126: PIXELATED Shannon Roberts I am star
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Page 129 and 130: PROGRESS Bethany Rutt Old Mac once
Page 131 and 132: STAY BLIND Ellen Ryan Tick, tick, k
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Page 147 and 148: FINGERS Lewis Tappenden His fingers
Page 149 and 150: UN SPACE Corrie Thompson Un space.
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