Like a Cauldron Burning [Chapter One]

**Zootopia: Like a Cauldron Burning** **Chapter one Something about a Truck on Fire** Violet eyes flickered open to a sunlit room. Rays of early morning scarlet caught tiny motes of dust floating lazily in the air like jellyfish, rising and...

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Like a Cauldron Burning [Prologue]

**Zootopia: Like a Cauldron Burning** **Prologue Turning Burning Pages** A cockroach scuttled between the massive and heavily polished shoes of the guard. Unnoticed and undeterred, it scuttled past him waving its long antennae, its legs a blur...

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Gallows Hearts

**Those Wild Black Ice Boys #2** **Gallows Hearts** When Jackie woke up, he wondered if he had struck his head against the table. There was a flat throbbing at the side of his skull, his mouth seeming as though it was stuffed with cotton, and when...

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Beautiful

Like a flute made out of clear wax Like fresh polish on an old tenor sax Like an old barfly who remembers how to sing Like a fragile crystal bell with a celestial ring Like childhood's shining toy ball Like someone named after alcohol Like giving...

Rhinestone Tombstone

**Those Wild Black Ice Boys #1** **Rhinestone Tombstone** Jackie wasn't so much an expert at Wizard's as he was a phenomenon. Watching the red fox standing at any of the arcade machines was a treat. Tonight, Jackie wore a dark purple headband to...

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May

**May** _The following statements are excerpts from the defendant's diary found in her home on June 5, 19_ **XX** _. On Judge Temperance's order, they have been made admissible as an exhibit in court._ _May 1, 19_ **XX** _:_ It's May again. Time...

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One Thousand Snakes

**One Thousand Snakes** I It always amazes me the elegance and blatant debauchery of fate and its incomprehensible machinations, the way it makes out our lives to be little more than chess pieces, to use that tired cliché. Fate, destiny, God,...

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Sharpen Sticks

Sharpen Sticks Sharpen sticks They're not going to stop us They're not going to change us They're missing the big picture Because they're all poisoned And blind Sharpen sticks We're all out of ammo And the tea kettle's run dry One leg...

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Sylph

Sylph It's only the wind... Bodiless in flight, immaterial in falling Beautiful to behold yet equally appalling From what titanic loins did you children spring? Progeny of Cronos, do you scour what you touch? Whelps of Odin, do you give or bring...

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Wasted Years

**Wasted Years** "Hey, thanks again for letting me stay here for a bit." "Ah, don't worry about it, Terry. Mi casa, et cetera. And what the hell, man; an hour ago it was a 'day,' now it's a 'bit?' What constitutes a 'bit'?" "I really don't...

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My Home of Ice and Fire

**My Home of Ice and Fire** 1315 Seven hundred years ago... Though many of his men continued to grumble and bemoan the wall of white that enveloped and drove the heat out of their bodies, and cut at their faces like knives, and made their bones...

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In Misty Pools Way Down Below

In Misty Pools Way Down Below Rose-fingered dawn falls on earthly shadows Darkness slinks away to its lightless home Where liquid things spit and twist Where fungal minds cast fungal glow In misty pools way down below Lights unseen prowl and lurk...

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