Author Archives: Douglas

The Hartwhile Custom Flit and Repair Shop

By Douglas | Published: September 8, 2011
Something like a badger trotted up to the doorless doorway between the front bay and the big bay. He wore a pocket-riddled green vest; a human-sized Phillips head screwdriver ran down his back in a sheath like a sword.
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A Month Later in Nîmes

By Douglas | Published: September 2, 2011
In the fore, I sweated the god-damned dorsal mounting; he asked 'Manon?', then stopped, covered his mouth with a hand, and thrummed blunt fingers on his cheek.
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A Dragonfall Shrike

By Douglas | Published: August 30, 2011
Inna hopes she won't have to kill the pilot in order to hijack the plane; he seemed like such a nice man [on the phone].
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