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Puissant

I stopped short. “Kristina? Is that you?”

She took off her sunglasses. “Oh, hi!”

I tried to remember the last time I’d seen her. Continue reading Puissant

Dark State

Mother cursed them. She didn’t understand. Not really. The secret police were but tools. Rough tools that cut both ways.

I tripped on the curb. My pajamas soaked through. My knee throbbed in pain as my slipper floated away.

A heavy hand wrenched me to my feet. Shoving, I stumbled forward. Continue reading Dark State