Hand

Kronbelt

The hand, the foot, the wall. Don't do it. But they did. A hand, a foot, a wall. Just any wall, just any foot, just any hand. The drawings held the secret, they said. And everyone believed them. We found them. And everyone believed them. They are centuries old. Everyone stared in awe. Scientists came from the capital to check and re-check the wall. And they believed them. By then, it was too late. They couldn't say a word. The hand, the foot, the wall... Tourists loved them. Locals loved them even more. Money and jobs. Yes, money and jobs.

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Don't Press the Button!

Time Remains

"This is a camera. It takes snapshots as all cameras do. However, this is not a real camera," said the seller, smiling.

The client frowned.

"This is a mind-reader."

The client chuckled.

"You don't believe it."

The client shook his head, a sneer on his lips.

"Whatever you do, don't press the red button. This is how it works."

The client held the camera and he just had to... Click.

A snapshot slowly slid out of the camera.

The last thing the seller saw, a mask of horror on his face, was his own death on the client's mind snapshot.

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Stay Safe

France Portnawak

"Stay safe and enjoy the trip."

He repeated these words in his mind, over and over again, while trying to keep his head above the icy water. He knew he didn't have much time left.

"Stay safe and enjoy."

And it had been very enjoyable. Very enjoyable, he repeated in his mind.

Good music, good food, nice company. Very nice.

"Stay and enjoy. How nice."

The water was so cold. He couldn't see anything. He could hear people around him, crying and yelling.

"Stay, be nice."

And he felt he was so far away. It was strange.

"Stay... Stay... Nice..."

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List

Kingpost

"Attention! Today's specials!" said the innkeeper.

The room lit up with enthusiasm.

"Fish and apples!"

A murmur of disappointment...

"Fish, apples AND seagull!"

The crowd went back to the usual chatter, uninterested.

"... and RUM!"

A roar of eagerness thundered throughout the room.

"The fish is fresh and.."

Everyone laughed.

"Well, the rum is OK..."

A round of lively applause.

The innkeeper was sweating profusely by then.

In fact, the rum was the cheapest he could find.

Let's just say the evening ended with him bobbing away inside a barrel, doused in his own rum.

Luckily, they didn't light him up.

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When Will It Stop Raining

Hestium

When will it stop raining?

When will they be able to stop wearing those silly helmets that didn't let them breathe properly?

The people at the monastery couldn't care less, and he admired them for that.

They disregarded the compulsory quarantine, saying they had to help the ones in need.

They made offerings to some obscure entity and they didn't care about the rain.

That's why they walked around wrapped in this odd material they had come up with themselves, and only at night.

When will it stop raining, he thought. He wanted to go and become one of them.

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