While these thoughts stirred in my mind, Augustus opened a small door in the wall of an entryway and brought out an object shaped like a large platter, such as we would […]
Reading Sundays: SHADES OF UNREALITY (Part 6), a short story by Cynthia Sally Haggard
Between us sat a table made of some substance like glass, for I could see the carpets on the floor through it. I regarded it dubiously. Would it shatter if I placed […]
Reading Sundays: SHADES OF UNREALITY (Part 4), a short story by Cynthia Sally Haggard
He must be talking about the children that own these toys. What were their names? I always pride myself on my ability to remember the little one’s names, they get so upset […]
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