Tag: short story

Zeffilax

On April 1, 2035, in Denver, Colorado, Arthur Iris discovered a new color.

Well—not discovered, exactly. Rather, during the course of his research on mantis shrimp, he devised a mechanism to mimic the optic functions of these creatures, which use twelve color receptors to form their visible light spectrum, whereas humans use only three. This prototype receptor lens was far from perfect, but it gave Iris a window into a vivid new color which had literally never been seen by human eyes.

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Types of Conflict

“Picture this:”

A ragtag group of friends stumbles upon an old, decrepit house rumored to be the haunted home of a secret treasure. One night, in spite of countless warnings, they venture inside and witness a ghastly sequence of supernatural events as they discover the house’s mysteries.

“Hm. There’s some potential there, but we need something specific, something dramatic to catch people’s interest. What if…”

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When the World’s At Peace

The Manhattan School District representative leaned back in his office chair, tapping his fingers on the desk apprehensively. He glanced at his watch. Twenty minutes past. He supposed he shouldn’t have expected this to be anything but another of the man’s jokes; after all, with everything such an important public figure had been through, why would anyone in their right mind come here looking for work, of all places?

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The 9 Circles of Stupidity

It is a little known fact that the Inferno was not Dante’s first adventure. Before he met Virgil in the dark woods, he chanced upon another hierarchy—one that has remained a secret until now.

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