Category Archives: Precipice

A shorter story about three teenagers who get into some trouble

Precipice part 7

I had a moment of déja-vu as the door of the flower shop opened once more. I was very glad for the screen of flowers between the counter and the door. I had an idea of what I could do, … Continue reading

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Precipice, part 6

“You can drop the disguises now,” called the man as he strolled through the doorway, similarly armed. A grunted response came from the man at the counter. “Shit,” I heard from Devin as the faces and costumes melted away, revealing … Continue reading

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Precipice, Part 5

Tinkle. The door of the flower shop shut softly. “Holy shit man, what do you want?” said the man behind the counter. He sounded almost like his old self- almost. I nudged Devin, pointing behind the counter. There was a … Continue reading

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Precipice part 4

Dyson Street was the closer of the two locations, a short 15 minute drive, but it took us a bit longer to get there because we didn’t want to park too close to the front. Dyson Street was the stretch … Continue reading

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Precipice part 3

Once more, I stepped over Rey, in the other direction this time, and settled back onto the sleeping mat. The sounds of the building surrounded me, the gentle creaks that all houses make, the muffled sound of the bar two … Continue reading

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Precipice, part 2

I stood in a field of black grass beneath a blood-red sky, the sun swollen and heavy and dim above. In the distance, a dark tower rose into the sky, blacker still than the grasses around it. I stumbled towards … Continue reading

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Interlude 1: Precipice, pt. 1

“Charlie, come over to my house after school. You won’t believe what I found. This is gonna be the best summer ever, like, you have no idea,” Rey said, clapping a hand down on my shoulder as we crossed paths … Continue reading

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