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The Certainty of Gravity

He blinked. His eyes immediately dropped to the ground below. He had no recollection of the path in front of him. Odd, he thought, he didn’t have much recollection of anything. He began walking. Of course he began walking. Why … Continue reading

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The Storyteller’s Tapestry

The Storyteller’s tapestry hangs the darkest corner of his study. Each day, at exactly 8:52 in the morning, the storyteller enters his study, and places his coffee on the rickety table that sits next to his favorite chair. For eight … Continue reading

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