Clio Velentza
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Best Microfiction 2020
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2015
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The Piano Room
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Love Letters to Poe, Volume I: A Toast to Edgar Allan Poe
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Coffin Bell One
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Sci-Fi Διαγωνισμός 01
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2017
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If There's Anyone Left: Volume 2
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2022
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Boneyard Soup Magazine (Vol. I Issue 2)
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Little Blue Marble 2020: Greener Futures
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2020
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Porridge Magazine
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Hypertrophic Literary - Winter 2017
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2017
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“But Petar was gone, and here Ferdi was now, or what was left of him: the bare bones of a questionable soul.”
― The Piano Room
― The Piano Room
“He stared at the young man, trying to gauge his thoughts and abilities. He looked human, every bit of him – but who was to say what one would find if they cut him open? Sandor was seized by the sudden desire to dissect the scrawny body sitting next to him. Would he find flesh and bone, or sawdust and straw? Or perhaps something more sinister? He shook the thought away.”
― The Piano Room
― The Piano Room
“From somewhere a cold, menacing draught came, stroking the back of his neck in warning. He tossed his head. I do not care, he
told it in defiance.
He flicked his wrists to be free of his cuffs and cast about for truth in him. And then it was as if a vast body of water suddenly swelled, surging and washing over him, and he began to play.”
― The Piano Room
told it in defiance.
He flicked his wrists to be free of his cuffs and cast about for truth in him. And then it was as if a vast body of water suddenly swelled, surging and washing over him, and he began to play.”
― The Piano Room
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