Suddenly it all stops. Silence. Bloodied and mutilated bodies are strewn around me on the deep green grass.

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Finger String

Finger string, finger string, tied tight round my finger. As each soul lingers, I tie it round my finger.

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Meteor III

“How do you feel?” asked the hiker as he knelt next to the government man. He saw flecks of blue-green and white light swirl in his eyes and thought, “What the hell is happening to this guy?”

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He saw something and he watched it ascend; a black mass slowly rolled up the jagged rock face like a pyroclastic flow.

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