Originally posted 2016-01-15 17:00:36. Winter is insidious.  No matter what you do, it creeps in, past windows and doors, seemingly through walls and floors, and finds its way to you.  When the wind blows, and you hear it outside howling like a hungry beast, you understand the Algonquian stories of Wendigo. And a new chill…

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Originally posted 2016-01-15 12:00:38. She spun and danced the night away With laughter in her eyes Her pretty face hard and sharp Her smile frozen in lies   Her pointed shoes and pretty bows He dressed her daily with care Her bright skin glinted in the light When putting ribbons in her hair   The…

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Originally posted 2016-01-15 08:00:13. Sven unzipped his pack and started pulling out the days clothes. Thermal underware (the expensive kind, not the stuff from Wally World), wool socks, some sweat pants, and a long-sleeved shirt. As he began to get dressing, Erik stirred next to him. “Already?” Erik said exhaustively. “Have to get a good start…

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Originally posted 2016-01-08 18:00:25. Amy was counting her 74th day underground. On the 75th, she would go out, for whatever waited outside. She counted herself lucky. Amy knew that she was probably among the world’s 1% most-prepared private individuals to hold out in the event of a total world disaster. She also knew that the…

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Originally posted 2016-01-08 08:00:41. “The tablets have stopped working haven’t they?” I heard something in his voice. I wanted to think it was concern but it sounded more like anger. I put out my hand to reassure him but he pulled away sharply. “I’m fine Paul,” I said. I tried not to sound as if I…

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