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Steel Lotus – Crimson spice death The autumn wind carried the scent of cinnamon, saffron, and something far less wholesome through the narrow alleys of Chang’an, capital of the Tang Empire. The evening bells from the Temple of the …

Crimson spice death

The autumn wind carried the scent of cinnamon, saffron, and something far less wholesome through the narrow alleys of Chang’an, capital of the Tang Empire.

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#fiction #ShortStory #HistoricalFiction #Crime #Mystery #China #Emperor

Ashen strokes – Faded faces talk DVC-8 moved like a whisper through the cracked streets and collapsed walls of what used to be a bustling city. The air was thick with dust and silence, a silence so heavy it almost spoke. The robot…

Faded faces talk

DVC-8 moved like a whisper through the cracked streets and collapsed walls of what used to be a bustling city.

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#AI #ArtificialInteligence #Art #PostApocalyptic #Robot #SciFi #ScienceFiction #ShortStory #ThanosKalamidas

UnCivil War – Iron Tide Rising The air in Jacksonville stank of salt and diesel, the kind of stink that sticks to your skin like regret. The subs, Virginia-class black holes of American tax dollars and bad intentions, sat tether…

Iron Tide Rising

The air in Jacksonville stank of salt and diesel, the kind of stink that sticks to your skin like regret.

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#ShortStory #CivilWar #PostApopcalyptic #Dystopia #SciFi #CivilWarUSA #USA #ScienceFiction #Fiction #ThanosKalamidas

Unliving Justice – The phantom of the 42nd The scream wasn’t one of terror, but of pure, unadulterated confusion. It cut through the cacophony of Times Square, the hydraulic hiss of buses, the tinny beat of a thousand headphones, the …

The phantom of the 42nd

The scream wasn’t one of terror, but of pure, unadulterated confusion.

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#Paranormal #Thriller #NewYork #Supernatural #Crime #Ghost #ShortStory #ThanosKalamidas

A branded liar enemy of lies There are few things more revealing about a politician than the enemies they choose.

A conman built on lies cannot tolerate an institution built on verification even with its handicaps.

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#BBC #Journalism #TruthMatters #FakeNews #MediaLiteracy #Accountability #FreePress #Integrity #News

The Black Banner – The blood of kings The wind smelled of smoke and rot. It swept across the blackened fields of Valmere, carrying with it the echoes of a battle long lost and bones long picked clean. Noe the Bane rode at the head of h…

The blood of kings

The wind smelled of smoke and rot. It swept across the blackened fields of Valmere, carrying with it the echoes of a battle long lost and bones long picked clean.

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#Fiction #Knight #MedievilKnight #MedievilEra #ShortStory

Glacial frontier – The fissure The wind howled like a banshee across the frozen expanse of what was once the North Atlantic. Now, it was just another stretch of the White Hell, a glacier-riddled wasteland where only the desperat…

The fissure

The wind howled like a banshee across the frozen expanse of what was once the North Atlantic.

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#Dystopia #PostApocalyptic #SciFi #ScienceFiction #IceAgedystopia #ShortStory #ThanosKalamidas

Glacial frontier – The fissure The wind howled like a banshee across the frozen expanse of what was once the North Atlantic. Now, it was just another stretch of the White Hell, a glacier-riddled wasteland where only the desperat…

The fissure

The wind howled like a banshee across the frozen expanse of what was once the North Atlantic.

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#Dystopia #PostApocalyptic #SciFi #ScienceFiction #IceAgedystopia #ShortStory #ThanosKalamidas

The roar of giants The jungle steamed like a furnace after a sudden downpour. Water dripped from the canopy in rhythmic splatters, cicadas screamed in the trees, and every shadow seemed to breathe. Raptor Land was ne…

The roar of giants

Water dripped from the canopy in rhythmic splatters, cicadas screamed in the trees, and every shadow seemed to breathe.

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#RaptorTribes #Dinosaurs #Adventure #Action #paleontology #Fiction #ThanosKalamidas #ShortStory

Pearl’s Star – Blood on the Stone The sun hung heavy over Richdune, a dusty speck of civilization clinging to the edge of the desert. Sheriff Pearl “Whip” Vaughan leaned against the porch post of her office, rolling a c…

Blood on the Stone

Sheriff Pearl “Whip” Vaughan leaned against the porch post of her office, rolling a cigarette between her fingers.

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#Action #Fiction #ThanosKalamidas #ShortStory #OldWest #Western #Sheriff

Blood on the rally stones

Myrto Zervou adjusted her black dress, fanning herself with a folded newspaper as she watched her son, Aris; hammer away at a broken chair in their cramped apartment.

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#ShortStory #AthensNoir #Fiction #Crime #Mystery #Greece #Noir

The flames beneath the moon The moon hung low that night, an argent blade cleaving through the smoke-laden sky above Moonlit City. Its towers, wrought of marble and silver, shimmered faintly under the star-pricked vault of he…

The flames beneath the moon

Yet silence had fallen over its streets, not the peace of slumber, but the stillness that follows dread.

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#MagicCreatures #Fantasy #MoonlitCity #FantasyStory #WhispersofMoonlitCity #ThanosKalamidas #Fairy

Sheriff Step Chaplin – Winding ride The morning sun was just cutting through the pines when Sheriff Step Chaplin rolled into the gravel parking lot of the Silver Loon Diner. His pickup rattled to a stop next to Sisika Cox’s bright gr…

Winding ride

The morning sun was just cutting through the pines when Sheriff Step Chaplin rolled into the gravel parking lot of the Silver Loon Diner.

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#Crime #Western #OldWest #HistoricalPulp #Mystery #NativeAmerican #ShortStory #ThanosKalamidas

Hood of Vengeance – Steal from the evil The stadium roared as 80,000 fans cheered, the Premier League title on the line. Then BOOM. Not an explosion. A fake. But the panic was real. Screams erupted as the crowd stampeded, security scramb…

Steal from the evil

Screams erupted as the crowd stampeded, security scrambling. On the pitch, players dropped, covering their heads.

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#Fiction #London #Crime #Mystery #RobinHood #ShortStory #ThanosKalamidas

The sky Is burning The rain in Megalopolis never fell straight down. It slanted like a knife, as if the clouds hated you personally. Neon bled across the puddles, and the alleys smelled of fried grease and broken pro…

The sky Is burning

Peter leaned against a rust-flaked fire escape, jacket torn at the elbow, hair sticking damp to his forehead.

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#Fantasy #FairyTales #FairyTalesHeroes #Action #Superheroes #Adventure #Megapolis #Fiction

Lunar sift – The Brinath gambit The Luna Base hung like a silver crescent in the endless void, drifting in a universe no chart had ever touched. Its six hundred scientists were supposed to be cataloguing stellar anomalies but now…

The Brinath gambit

The Luna Base hung like a silver crescent in the endless void, drifting in a universe no chart had ever touched.

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#SciFi #ScienceFiction #PostApocalyptic #ShortStory #ThanosKalamidas #Moon #MoonBase

Hollow bounty – Lead, Loot, and Laugh The sun hung like a rusted coin over the broken town of Deadwater, a place where the law was just a rumor and the only justice came from the barrel of a gun. Ikkols Conner leaned against the splint…

Lead, Loot, and Laugh

Ikkols Conner leaned against the splintered post of what used to be a saloon, his duster dusty, his eyes sharp as flint.

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#Fiction #Crime #Mystery #PostApocalyptic #SciFi #ScienceFiction #Western #SciFiWestern #ShortStory

From Here to Småland: Episode 8 – The salad and the sledgehammer Hello, hello, Växjö. Hello, Småland. Or wherever the hell you’re listening from… if you are. It’s Mr. T., and this is “From Here to Småland.” One hour. Every Thursday night. You’re stuck with me. W…

Växjö's Great War: Woman tastes stranger's potato salad. Police called. 🥗🚨 We draw lines with forks, not sledgehammers! (Unless it's at the Christmas market). 😂

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The digital gallows

The first sign was a flicker. A single, dismissive blink of the lights in the Växjö police station at 4:17 AM. The second was the silence.

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#VäxjöLakeMysteries #VäxjöLake #Mystery #Crime #ShortStory #Fiction #Kronoberg

120. The Pattern I didn’t say anything for a moment. Instead, I looked at Lukas, watching the way his fingers tapped nervously against the table, a subtle sign of his growing unease. He wasn’t just a cop, he was so…

Cul-de-sac, Växjö!
120. The Pattern

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#Växjöcity #VäxjöLake #Växjöcity #culdesacväxjö #växjö #vaxjocity #växjömystery #växjöbrott #pensionär #växjöpensionär #pensionering #mystär #småland #mittvaxjocity

Reaping Parish – Dimming the light It started the week before Halloween, when the nights in Dammay Springs came quicker than you expected, as if the sun just… gave up. Ethan McCready, nine years old and prone to seeing things that w…

Dimming the light

It started the week before Halloween, when the nights in Dammay Springs came quicker than you expected, as if the sun just… gave up.

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#Paranormal #Supernatural #Horror #Thriller #ShortStory #ThanosKalamidas

Wounded Skies – Echoes Beneath the Jungle Vietnam, 1968The air is thick with humidity and fear. The jungle doesn’t just swallow the sound of footsteps, it devours sanity. *     *     * July 14 I’m si…

Echoes Beneath the Jungle

The jungle’s breath feels like it’s crawling under my skin, every leaf a whisper, every shadow a ghost. The war here is no movie. No neat lines of good and evil.

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#Journalist #WarReporter #Fiction #Journalism #War #ShortStory

Fika Fiasco – Paws, Pastries, and Pandemonium The sun hung over the sleepy village of Much Snickering-on-the-Green like a slightly overcooked crumpet, golden, warm, and entirely indifferent to the chaos about to unfold. It was a Tuesday, which…

Paws, Pastries, and Pandemonium

It was a Tuesday, which, as any discerning observer of rural life knows, is the day when the local bakery’s delivery van makes its rounds, dispensing buttery joy to the carb-deprived masses.

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#Humour #ShortStory

Medieval Dino – Blood of the sun The sand shimmered like molten gold under the noon glare. The Arena of the Sun, colossal, carved from volcanic stone, was packed to its highest terraces. Nobles draped in silk fanned themselves wit…

Blood of the sun

The sand shimmered like molten gold under the noon glare. The Arena of the Sun, colossal, carved from volcanic stone, was packed to its highest terraces.

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#MedievalMadness #LondonLife #fiction #Dinosaurs #MedievalDinosaurs

The crystal crab conundrum The ferry pitched against the emerald waves as Daphne Sinclair adjusted her sun-bleached hat and squinted toward the misty outline of the Nicobar Islands. Her boots were already streaked with salt,…

The crystal crab conundrum

The ferry pitched against the emerald waves as Daphne Sinclair adjusted her sun-bleached hat and squinted toward the misty outline of the Nicobar Islands.

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#Fantasy #Fiction #StrangeAnimals #FictionAnimals #SciFi #ScienceFiction

Trailer Park Witch – Witch, Hunt, Howl The Alberta wilderness was quiet, too quiet. Annika Malum stepped out of her rusted Airstream trailer, her boots crunching on frost-laced gravel. The RCMP had cordoned off the latest “animal …

Witch, Hunt, Howl

The Alberta wilderness was quiet, too quiet. Annika Malum stepped out of her rusted Airstream trailer, her boots crunching on frost-laced gravel.

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#TrailerParkWitch #Witch #Superntural #Fiction #ShortStory #SupernaturalShortStory

Drifting Nations – The last fleet The sky was a bruise of purple and black, the wind howling like a pack of rabid wolves. Waves, taller than the highest mast, rose and fell with the fury of a betrayed god. Captain Elias Voss stood …

The last fleet

The sky was a bruise of purple and black, the wind howling like a pack of rabid wolves.

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#Dystopia #SciFi #ScienceFiction #Posttapocalyptic #Action #ShortStory #ThanosKalamidas

Prussian blade – Bitter Ale Justice The bitter wind from the Spree cut through the narrow alleys of Berlin as Konrad der Spürer tugged his cloak tighter. It was winter of the year 1238, and the city lay shrouded under low grey skies.…

Bitter Ale Justice

The bitter wind from the Spree cut through the narrow alleys of Berlin as Konrad der Spürer tugged his cloak tighter.

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#Fiction #ThanosKalamidas #ShortStory #HistoricalFiction #Crime #Mystery #MedievilBerlin #MedievilEra #ShortStory

Noir Nonsense – A fool’s errand fund The rain fell on the city like a cheap curtain, washing the color out of everything but the neon sins. I stood under the awning of a deli that smelled of damp sawdust and regret, the little cardboa…

A fool’s errand fund

I stood under the awning of a deli that smelled of damp sawdust and regret, the little cardboard square in my breast pocket feeling like a loaded gun.

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#Noir #Humour #Mystery #ShortStory #ThanosKalamidas

Silent tension

The rain hit hard, spitting off the blacktop and hammering against the windshield of Agent Riley Kane’s unmarked Ford.

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#BlitzOps #Action #Thriller #Adventure #ThanosKalamidas #ShortStory #Spy #Crime