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Clio Velentza

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Clio Velentza



Average rating: 4.22 · 195 ratings · 46 reviews · 13 distinct worksSimilar authors
Best Microfiction 2020

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4.51 avg rating — 61 ratings — published 2015 — 2 editions
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The Piano Room

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Love Letters to Poe, Volume...

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Coffin Bell One

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Sci-Fi Διαγωνισμός 01

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4.14 avg rating — 7 ratings — published 2017
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If There's Anyone Left: Vol...

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Boneyard Soup Magazine (Vol...

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Little Blue Marble 2020: Gr...

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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.”
Clio Velentza, 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.”
Clio Velentza, 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.”
Clio Velentza, The Piano Room



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