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DB SF CH 6: Warrior instinct
In the last seconds before he had still to open his eyes, he experienced the last moments of his dream. He was back on Earth, his beloved Earth, reunited with his parents, and everything was fine. No aliens, no fighting, to pain, no terror. His mother smiled at him while they were running through the soft grass, his father laughed out as he ran him over. The happy family enjoyed the picnic in the outdoor as they did every time. His tears of joy mixed themselves up with the greenish warm regeneration fluid; so they would be hidden from the outside world for ever.
But suddenly, the whole picture became darker and darker, his parents vanished
The TypewriterThe Typewriter
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
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