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TheAlphaIsIn

“The Alpha Is In” by Jeannine Burkholder

“Tell me why you’re here.”

Stephanie’s fingers traced the arm of the chair slowly as she thought about how to answer that. Why was she here? She sure as hell didn’t want to be. Everyone seemed to think there was something wrong with her. She liked herself just fine.

“Stephanie?”

“Yeah… I’m here. Trying to think.”

“Take your time.”

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Adjustments

“Adjustments” by Beth Dombach

I didn’t even learn to shift until I was thirteen. It was painful, and Grandmother said it would likely always be difficult for me because my mother was foolish enough to get involved with a non-shifter.
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From "Lost Tooth on Thanksgiving" by CJ Sorg on Flickr.com

“More Than She Can Chew” by Jason Deeds

Flora fluttered down to the Linder house with a sigh. The once-brown paint was peeling off the windowsill where Flora landed. She peered through the grimy window of the small house, taking only a momentary pause to look at herself in the blurred reflection caused by the half-moon’s light. Her fairy wings glowed dully as she smiled at herself.
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Source: "fruit pie: grapefruit #6388" by Nemo's great uncle on Flickr.com

“New Year’s Eve” by B.L. Boitson

“Are you ready?” I yelled back at Elizabeth who was behind the counter starting up the second coffee maker.

I could hear her sigh. “I think,” she replied weakly. I rolled my eyes. The girl’s lack of confidence had been driving me bonkers ever since she showed up several months earlier. She had worked hard though, and I couldn’t deny that her help was wanted – particularly after that bloody massacre. Read more

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26
Dec

“Christmas Presence” on The Lancast

Hop on over to The Lancast, where our friend David Moulton recorded Jeannine and Jason’s story. Like it, retweet it, whatever you want to do to pass it on!

15
Dec
The Workshop 4 by Benoit Pohl from flickr

“Toy” by Jason Deeds

Caitlin felt the soft crunch of the newly fallen snow under her boots. The purple laces dragged in a trail behind her, leaving blurred edges to her finely chiseled foot prints in the pristine snow beside her. It had just started snowing when she had entered the Eden Theatre for the “Christmas Miracle Movie Marathon,” but now — just seven hours later — the entire town of Gloaming Gap was covered in at least five or six inches of snow.
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1
Dec
Christmas Lights by timo_w2s from Flickr

“Christmas Presence” by Jeannine Burkholder and Jason Deeds

I shuffle through the square, unnoticed, unneeded, irrelevant. I’ve bumped elbows tonight with the elite of the town: the council of elders who run this place – the ones who’ve been here from the beginning, and who think they know everything that happens here. They don’t. They don’t know me… even when I run into them headlong.

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15
Nov
Purple Euphoria by Extra Medium

“West of Eden” by Jeff Burkholder

Kadamb reached down for a chunk of earth. Dry and brittle, it gave way easily to his practiced fingers, and the re-pulverized bits sifted back down to where he had disturbed it.

This was the place. Here.

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31
Oct
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“Under the Sun” by Jeannine Burkholder

I watch them as I watch everything here in town.

They skip, scamper, and shout at one another — little “boos” in training. They’re nothing like their parents, who were nothing like their parents, who were nothing like their parents, who were… Well, you get the idea.

There’s nothing real behind their masks. At best, I could find a few half-breeds I’m sure, but most of them don’t even have the tiniest drop of bloodless in them. Too many “immigrants” to town in recent generations.
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