Haran Thirumeni
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The Lord Of Dispodel (III)
The throne room of the court of Dispodel was unusually simple. It had a dark oak interior with four steel, leather padded seats on each side of a silver…
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The Lord Of Dispodel (II)
Lathion held his sword over his assailant. His face darkened by the dimness of the derelict room. He had taken one of the men who had attacked the bar…
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The Lord Of Dispodel (I)
‘Just magnificent. ’ The patriarch of the court of Dispodel boomed. ‘How people in my country work as efficiently as ants.’ He was a pleasantly fat man, with a…
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Memory of a playground
Watching soap bubbles boil from the lips of children and the playground slides being swept clean into the evening by vengeful breezes and the lilt of autumn mothers hushing…
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The Top Of The Sacred Mountain
The religious season began with pilgrims rushing up the slant of the hill with necklaces of flowers and jingling bangles; brushing shoulders, blaring songs, muttering prayers. Sweat dripped down…
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Tombstone Of Human
I begin all my letters with the same phrase. And end them the same way too. Wishes, A thousand and one flowers over your tombstone. It’ll be…
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Asphodel Meadows
The stretch of elastic under the constant pressure; pushed against both ends by steady fingers. Slow. Whining. I knew it would hurt when released, I closed my eyes so…
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Paradoxical Beliefs
We talk, 1 hour on the intricacies of the olive oil making process, Tomorrow I’ll forget your name, isn’t that how it is? it all comes and…
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Beyond the Archway
Stemming glacial waters, just as old as catacomb earth, the matriarch of the Castonet mountain range tends to its dewy dress. Its winding pathways are gravelly, mine shafts are…
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Butterflies In The Dark
I wonder if it was worth it in the end. Working vendor, out on a stand. Lost to a crowd that forgot my name. Dark to the light that…
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Limited
A range is a limit. The number that the faceless faces outside the classroom window use to see if you’re worth anything. A range is a number that they…
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Accepted
Lewis’s face was covered with a smirk. His tie loosened, hat off his head, bouncing down the stage to claim his freedom. This was it. The end of five…
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Another World
Blind I do not see the stars. Too blind. Too far gone. I sit cold as my heart contends with the winter around me. The dogs can…
