Category: Fiction
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{By Ross Evans}
It was an odd system. He’d never thought to question it, at least not since he started working in departures. He tried to look at it from the perspective of someone who had spent their life wondering what followed death but hadn’t found a definite answer. Would they be satisfied?
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Galahad With The Old Man
{By Shane McDonnell}
At this particular point in my life, everything I wrote was appallingly bad. We’re talking unreadable shit. In my battle to sleep at night, ideas arrived partially formed, like embryos. Over the next day or two, the idea would mature in my head as I walked, and fulfil their potential.
