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To Weevil and Back Again
The Weevil looked up from the document as he sensed music; an unearthly music like nothing he had heard before. The music swelled to a crescendo, ancient and dark; youthful and bright. He began to perceive things with a strange double vision, overlapping images confused his sight for a moment
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A short story
For sale, Baby shoes, never worn.
Dark Edge of Poetry 