Mary E. Lowd
It was Avian Night at the All Alien Cafe. The avian population of Crossroads Station wasn't large, but they wer...
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As I brought the mug of fresh-brewed coffee to my lips, the steaming liquid froze solid. Startled by the sudden...
"She's gonna be beautiful," he said. He was human. I'm human. We were all human. Most of the patronage at th...
Most genies offer three. Where do they get them? The Harvester is an old woman, who wears a four-leafed clover...
Holly Lyn Walrath
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It’s amazing how much easier it is to bake a cake when you’ve got an eternity to get it right. The secret to eff...
M. Darusha Wehm
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It is morning. It is so bright, it hurts my eyes. But I have no eyes to hurt, no nerves to feel. My body is ou...