Jerusalem 38 A.D. Demas drummed stubby fingers on the polished table surface and flatly stared at the distraught woman seated in front of him. She reminded him of a mouse—small features, sharp dirty face, and piss poor. "I do not know what to do. He hasn't spoken or eaten in days. The other day—" the... Continue Reading →


"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. You would have noticed it's a bit stormy and the wind is against us. We require a steep manoeuvre through the storm clouds. Passengers are advised to be belted up..." As the captain's voice droned on mechanically, June's heart sank. Murmurs erupted as each passenger... Continue Reading →

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