Short Story
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Ebeneezer Goode
If you met me you’d take me for a scumbag. You’d clock me as just another rat in the sewers of the dodgy old world I scamper through. I’d have an air of menace, to be sure. No mug. You’d just sense it. You’d see it in how I carry myself. You’d hear it when Continue reading
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Dangling
There it is, again. Just there, in my world, where it has no right to be. And it’s just, dangling so. It’s there, right in front of me, so provocative. Dangling in my face. Taunting me. Daring me. How can I not? How can I resist? Why should I resist? She knows the rules. She Continue reading
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Sprout
“Last night Dad, I dreamt I was a robot.” Well, this is a new one, I thought. “Is that right, Sprout? And how did that go?” I asked him, amused. Sprout was the name my wife and I had given him pretty much from day one. It was rare we called him anything else. “Well, Continue reading
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Hell Toupée (The Consequence)
This story is my entry to the Ironage Media prompt contest for Dec 2023. The above photo and concept of “the consequence” are the prompts. The below Ironage image will take you to their site. And a very good the site is too. Check it out! “Okay quizzers, the last question of the evening; question twenty. Continue reading
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Teddy
My name is Teddy. I’m ten years old and a demon wants to eat me. I can see it but nobody else can. I can talk to it but nobody else can. The demon screams at me at night but I don’t get scared. Even when I see spit drip from its sharp black teeth Continue reading
Damien Exton - Fiction 