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“Don’t you remember?” A woman was speaking. She was beautiful, to be sure; dark, honey-tinted skin aglow with a prettiness only youth could grant, with white locs bundled atop her head. Her brown eyes were desperate in the way a drowning man was, right until he was impaled upon the craggy shoreline. Then there was nothing. That desperation died, replaced with a thinly-veiled look of indifference, as cold and palpable as the North Sea. “I should have known,” she said, more to herself than anyone else. She smiled, but it was a bitter thing,...
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Acting as a judge for the damned did have its perks. The pay was good—the healthcare, eh, not so much, but what’s a soul to do? If someone wandered into a church and was spritzed with holy water like a misbehaving cat, well, there wouldn’t be much left worth saving, anyway. But there were some things that even the Underworld’s staunchest universities couldn’t prepare you for. (And yeah, colleges were no cheaper in the realm of the dead than they were on Earth.) Namely, the thing standing before me. Not so much a thing as it was a person—a...
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