Angel, Chapter 1: Psychotic Opera

By David Farnell, (c) 2000 “As flies to wanton boys, are we to th’ Gods, They kill us for their sport.” –Shakespeare, King Lear *** Agent Laura buried her face in her hands. Tired, so tired. She’d received the email while flying in from Hawaii–Luke
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Scorched Earth (Jaundiced Eyes, Part 3)

“But when you reach the end…?” “It’s like….” “Yes?” “It’s like… sometimes, it’s like there’s a hole in my mind. Like… where memory used to be, just this empty, gnawing… hole. And you mother
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