Pauline was finishing the washing-up after breakfast while watching with amusement the bullfinches and blue birds quarreling in the garden over the crumbs of bread she had just thrown out of the ... [+]
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Short Circuit #13 features ten original texts combining humour, emotion and suspense. The different genres range from short fiction to children's to comics. As for the themes, there is something for everyone, including magical realism, naturalism and science-fiction!
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Pauline was finishing the washing-up after breakfast while watching with amusement the bullfinches and blue birds quarreling in the garden over the crumbs of bread she had just thrown out of the ... [+]
Bag over my shoulder, I turn around once more at the threshold of the crevice: this cave was my last abode. Giving it up is hard, but I don't have time to feel sad: the tide of mist crawls at my ... [+]
I don't recommend it.
You might wind up like me,
with spiders on your lips,
crawling out like
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