He had never seen such a thing.

Seated on the front steps of the little house with the blue shutters, Michael scratches his head, mechanically looking at the file that he already knows by ...  [+]

I woke up from an untroubled sleep and remembered nothing.
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Some days I envy Gregor Samsa. He woke up from a troubled sleep and found himself transformed into a giant ...  [+]

It was November. It was cold; below the seasonal average, the weather forecast said. The wind swept the dead leaves along in gusts. The sky was a cold, clear blue. Really not the weather to be put ...  [+]