Dirt
It is like a howling hurricane. Its winds tear at me with barbed fingers. They rip my costume to ruins and my defenses swirl away into the unknown…
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The Fiction Factory
There’s lots of publications out there that don’t publish fiction. We are aiming to change that. Please do not submit non-fiction stories. Tasteful fiction of any sort, but no porn, or porn pretending to be something else.
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