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Short Stories
Not Yet
I was standing in aisle 3 trying to decide between two brands of coffee when my phone rang. I didn’t even think when I answered, I was running on three hours of sleep after procrastinating my marketing report until the last minute.
My mother’s daughter, I guess.
“Hey Dad.” I said balancing my phone on my shoulder as I compared two different boxes. It was one of those un-monumental days that would fade into the background and be forgotten. It was supposed to be anyway.

Break Away
"We're free.”
“Until they catch us.” She sighed ditching the hooded robe, it was too hot in the ship to be wearing it.
“They won’t catch us.” He gestured to the door with a small glass port hole. He bunkered down at a small computer typing in lines of code.
Artemis walked over to the door and gasped. “You can’t be serious. Stealing an escape pod.”

The Beast In The Basement
Corenax’s horns bumped the glass as he tried to readjust himself in the tank. His back was hunched over and angled to fit his bent wings above him, he could only move a few inches. The respirator clicked, the only thing keeping him from drowning. He ran a claw across the respirator tube, mulling over tugging on it. The human would come running, either to save his life or watch him die.
The basement flooded with light. He blinked through the blue green water at the open door. It was a small human.

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