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Each piece has a short description, followed by the first few lines of the story for you to read. To read any of the pieces in full click the word 'more....' at the end of the introduction.
This story is a thriller set around Heathrow Airport and is about 2500 words long. It has also been published on Wax Lyric and is due to be read on the Lister Hospital Radio Station in Stevenage in the near future.
"Frank sat at the airport and waited. But this wasn't just any old long wait, it was an eternally long wait. He'd been here for nine hours, just sitting in the car park: waiting. His tyres were aching, his engine was cold, and the longer this went on, the worse it would be when the driver started his engine.
Frank hated being old. He was just an ordinary Astra, looking forward to the great recycling that was long overdue.
For the last five years he'd been passed from one criminal to another or locked up in police compounds. He'd barely been driven more than a thousand miles in that time.
On this occasion he was being driven by a killer. The intended target wasn't anyone big, just some CIA intern on the run. But that was humans for you."
More.....This is a science-fiction story that has been published in Pantechnicon Magazine. It's set on a distant world where one couple hoped to escape their pasts. It was published in issue 4 of Pantechnicon, but sadly due to hackers, the magazine is no longer online.
"Pain comes in many forms. Sometimes it shows, sometimes it doesn't. People react to it in different ways, they feel it according to their own unique personalities.
There are those who can suffer every blow or cut, feel every wound, yet find the strength to carry on. But when they are hurt emotionally, they disintegrate.
There are some at the other extreme that can absorb mental or emotional torture and rise unscathed from the furnace. But at the first hint of physical hurt they collapse so deeply they never recover. Most of us feel our torment in between these two extremes."
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