Category: Free to Read
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Walking Home
© Johannes Evans 2019 She’d never thought anything could be more romantic than their dates together. On Valentine’s, they tended to go all out, tended to buy champagne and chocolate and flowers and such for each other. They were a sentimental couple: each of them bought gifts and flowers for the other regularly. It made for…
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The Clockmaker
© Johannes Evans 2019 The grind and creak of mismatched gears was palpable on the air. It wasn’t loud, not by any stretch of the word, and yet he heard it very clearly, felt it even. He could almost feel that unpleasant sound, as though it were such an awful utterance that it should reverberate through…
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The Clearing
© Johannes Evans 2019 The brook babbled quietly, the water flowing with an almost musical tinkle of sound. It complimented the gentle rustle of leaves above, as well as the pretty song of the closest birds. It fed into a large pond, clear and clean. At its side there was little plant life, though on the…
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Stormy Seas
Only when it was stormy would she appear. On bright days with clear skies, she was nowhere to be found nor seen, even when wind whipped over the ocean surface, ’til it was a roiling mess of white. But when the clouds grew dark and the sky went grey, she appeared as if she’d risen…
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Transgender Diaries: Hormone Therapy Day #28
Documented my changes and progress having been on testosterone as a transgender man for 28 days today. Warnings in this for discussion of (positively discussed) weight gain, chest-centred dysphoria, and then some mentions of sex drive and bottom growth. A month ago, I wrote an article on Day #1 of my testosterone journey, where I…
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The Lighthouse
Johannes Evans © 2019 Routine was the most important thing. He’d maintained the lighthouse for years upon years now, and had grown comfortable in his habits. It made things easier, simpler. The lighthouse was his life. Mornings were simple. Before breakfast he would check the lighthouse, turn off the bulb as the morning sun grew brighter.…
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The Shepherd
© Johannes Evans 2019 “Red sky at night, shepherd’s delight.” It is late. It seems it has been late for a very long time — but then, is time stretched when one is lost? Are not all people lost, at one time or another? And when one is lost, does time pass slower, or has the warm summer…
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Youth Inquisitive
Buran Highfield detail. Artist credit Marina @ vermilion_shade. Fantasy. Vizma Riorda, a priest devoted to Oghma, a god of knowledge and truth, meets a young thief who does not lie. The market in the centre of Merryweather was, as ever, bustling. Crowds milled about the stalls in the square, where travelling merchants had set up…