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The Tar of Freedom by Frederick Frankenberg

The Tar of Freedom by Frederick Frankenberg The peaceful and calm sensation when I found that vein in my arm with the needle flashed through my mind. My eyes opened, and I had blurry...

A Dying View by Frederick K. Foote, Jr.

A Dying View by Frederick K. Foote, Jr. He was ragged, filthy, and smelled of sickness and sewers. He was too ill to care about personal appearances or even recall his name. The wastrel...

Killing Frost by Sharon Frame Gay

Killing Frost by Sharon Frame Gay James Frost leaned back in the recliner, adjusting his body into the soft confines of the old chair.  It was leather, shiny with age, comfortable as a slipper. ...