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In the Dream Bunkers

Ann K. Schwader In the Dream Bunkers The waves are flickering again. They break in pixel foam against the inward eye of night until we blink. Each refresh takes a microsecond longer, although why no longer matters under flawless skies … Continue reading

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Surrogates

  Frankly, there is a use for both YouTube instructional videos and certain how to sites and blogs that escapes many people. Apprenticeships are very hard to come by nowadays, especially the ones for skills that are becoming lost like … Continue reading

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A&A Reviews: Knight and Nightrider

  Knight and Nightrider (The King’s Daughter, Book 4) by J. Kathleen Cheney (Dream Palace Press) This is the fourth book in Cheney’s The King’s Daughter Series, and like the last three I enjoyed it immensely. It starts when when … Continue reading

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A&A Reviews: Anthems Outside Time

A&A Reviews: Anthems Outside Time and other strange voices by Ken Schneyer(Fairwood Press) For what it’s worth, Abyss & Apex is one of the few review sites that loves reviewing short fiction collections. This one was a jewel box of … Continue reading

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A&A Reviews: The Garden at the Roof of the World

The Garden at the Roof of the World by W.B.J. Williams (Dragonwell Press) Except for reading the Lord of the Rings trilogy, the Narnia books, and Lloyd Alexander’s Chronicles of Prydain, when I took over Abyss & Apex I was … Continue reading

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Tell Me Half a Story

“Tell Me Half A Story” by Jennifer Lee Rossman “Hey,” I said softly, taking my sister’s hand in mine. “Tell me half a story before you go.” She laughed. Not like it was funny, but like she didn’t want to … Continue reading

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Melton’s Jam

“Melton’s Jam” by A.W. Marshall Melton didn’t sell his Jam. And he was kinda touchy about people finding out, but I was desperate. I was gonna be a professional bowler, and my nickname was gonna be Easy Tiger. But none … Continue reading

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Hellhound, House Broken

“Hellhound, House Broken” by Gerri Leen   The hellhound was patrolling the neighborhoods he’d come to love, waiting for his next call to action, when he smelled the unmistakable scent of what the humans called treats. Then he got a … Continue reading

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Three Hundred and Sixty-Four Hand-Tied Knots

“Three Hundred and Sixty-Four Hand-Tied Knots” by R. Y. Brockway Today I tied thirty-seven knots and completed my rug’s missing rosette. It took all the orange silk I unraveled from the obi I found stashed amongst the ingots to complete … Continue reading

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The Golden Rays of the Morning Sun

“The Golden Rays of the Morning Sun” by Marc A. Criley A blue-violet flash. And sparks, streams of sparks; immersing me in all-the-colors-of-the-rainbow sparks. A dull rumble punches through the helmet’s attenuators. I’m weightless, floating…and stupidly lucid. Weightless, not space … Continue reading

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