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Nah, it’s been done and posted since 2006. I think at some point in one of the GA site makeovers the last few chapters went missing here and I didn’t notice. The ending certainly isn’t to everyone’s liking, but it ended the way I wanted it to, and the way that worked out for the characters. Unfortunately not every conclusion is completely happy.
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So here I was, sitting in Mrs. Greene's kitchen, drinking tea and feeling uncomfortable. She'd sent a text message to me in the middle of second period asking if I'd come over today, so I had. It'd been a while since I'd been there -- I hadn't really felt comfortable at the house since I'd started dating Dan -- but I didn't figure this was a catch-up session. "I'm worried about him, Justin," she said. There was only one ÒhimÓ I figured she could be talking about. "Yeah, I am, too." I w
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There are 16 parts total. The last one will drop in a bit.
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"Hey, Justin!" I was digging out my bag from the back of my car, getting ready for yet another swell day of school. It was Monday, so all the books I'd hauled home for homework over the weekend were getting hauled back, along with a week's worth of gym clothes and assorted school crap. The voice startled me enough that I jerked up and smacked the back of my head on the doorframe. "Ow! What?" I said, looking for whoever it was that'd called out. I suppose it wasn't their fault I smacked m
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Everything I’ve written is up here, I think. (With the exception of Busted, which got serialized at Less Than Three press then sold as an ebook, though it’s out of circulation at this point)
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Oh, it's done, and has been for ages. All the chapters are on nifty, and I thought they were all up here but clearly I was wrong about that. Or they got eaten by a grue, as sometimes happens. Anyway, they're all in and set to auto-release so should show up over the next few days.
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Eight thirty rolled around, and I arrived at Rob's place with Melanie and Rick. Steph and Trevor were already there, chatting out front with Mrs. Greene. They seemed pretty chipper, given how early it was, how late they'd probably been up the night before, and the presence of Rob. Mrs. Greene probably had a lot to do with that. She was really tough to be grumpy around, something I knew from personal experience. Rob, on the other hand, was looking profoundly uncomfortable. Not too surprising,
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Dammit, I didn't realize I'd never posted the whole thing up here. I'll queue up the remaining chapters to release over the next week or so.
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“Surfing porn on Tumblr again?” Jae Park didn’t jump, though it was a near thing. “And I only found pictures of your mom,” he replied. Which was, after all, the only appropriate thing to say to your roommate when he almost caught you avoiding your International Governance project and instead surfing for porn on tumblr “Yeah, yeah, slapped down, Parkland. Park street. Park slope. Car Parker.” Paul Whitman, Jae’s roommate, gave a little victory dance in the doorway of their suite. “Wha
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Between arrogant classmates, an obnoxious roommate, and horribly bland food, Jae Park is finding Harvard isn't all it's cracked up to be. Luckily for him an odd YouTube video provides a welcome change.
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"It was great once," said the sorcerer, pacing wildly and wringing his hands. His voice had a sing-song quality to it, and William was pretty sure that the man had finally gone completely mad. Or had been taken over by one of the spirits he had been speaking to. Either way, he was unpredictable, and dangerous. "This was a great city. Magnificent, a city for the ages, all great and powerful. There was a flaw, though," the sorcerer said, turning his gaze to William. His eyes were green and brown,
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* * * William was nearly to the center of the city. His decision to take the main road was a good one, though he'd had to make four detours already, two through buildings and two down side streets, to avoid some of the massive piles of rubble blocking the streets. The destruction was worse as he got closer in – he assumed the buildings had once been taller here near the hub of the city. He felt the spell around him start to wobble and fade as he rounded a corner on his last detour, just a few
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"I somehow expected that to be more eventful," William said after a moment, though the uneasiness hadn't left him. He felt something, just on the very edge of perception, like the chill wind that warns of an approaching storm. They were now in the city itself, standing in the middle of one of the streets that ran around the outer edge, just inside the wall. The street was blocked at either end by great piles of rubble, and there were chunks of stone scattered along the street ranging in size fro
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The drumbeat of hooves shattered the quiet of the forest like thunder before a storm. Two riders, driving their horses to the point of collapse, cloaks whipping behind them in their wake, raced at breakneck speed along the forest track. The lead rider had his left hand held outstretched, holding onto a leather thong that had a small gemstone pulsing and glowing rose red dangling from it. On the path ahead of the rider were footprints, three-toed and glowing green. The indentations of the prints
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Chapter 3 Ben was staring hard at a male mud cat when he saw the flare. The cat was a drab brown, two feet long from the end of its nose to the tip of its short tail. Its fur was wet, but even on the muddy river bank it was immaculately clean. It had a small silver fish speared on its sharp claws. It took one look at the bloom of red flame in the sky and dove into the water. Ben growled in frustration. One of the few things he'd known about the cats was that they were incredibly sk
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Chapter 2 It was the throbbing in his skull that finally dragged William up from unconsciousness, and for a moment it was the entirety of his universe. He couldn't remember what he'd drunk or where, but he'd clearly had far, far too much. "Dammit, Rogers," he muttered as something cold under his cheek finally registered. Something cold and hard and uncomfortable. William wove the spell he used on hangovers by reflex. "You left me to sleep on the floor, you bastar..." He trailed off as t
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Chapter 1 William looked at the ground speeding past under the gently undulating edge of the flying carpet and shuddered. He hated the sight, but after two weeks in the air there wasn't much else to do. "I swear, I am never lending anyone money when I'm drunk, not ever again," he muttered to himself, the same way he had at least a hundred times over the past two weeks. Flying shouldn't have bothered him. He was a wizard. He was a prince. This was the sort of thing wizards did, and the s
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In which Ben and William find that sometimes you wish you only had rats in your basement...
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Dirty Basement William slammed the basement door and leaned against it, panting and trembling with the adrenaline rush. From behind it came sounds; deep, wet thuds alternating with quiet sucking noises as the thing made its way up the stairs. There was a slow, inexorable quality to the slimy footfalls that made William shudder. He knew the door wouldn't hold. He spun and laid his hands on the surface of the door. He could feel the smooth lacquered surface, and beneath it the wood. It ha
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Coming Home Ben guided his horse through the crowded city street, watching the passers-by eye him warily as they got out of his way. He was the only rider on the street; most people were walking, the few other horses all hitched to carts or wagons. He and William had only gotten into the city half an hour ago and he hadn't felt like fighting the crowds on foot. On horseback people got out of his way. The great sword he had slung over one shoulder likely helped, as did his barbarian leathers
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In which Ben and William find that home is where you wear your hat.
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Drew never expected to meet his true love on the train, but that's okay, he did anyway. Now if he can just figure out who the guy was and find him again...
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You Meet Your Soulmate In The Strangest Places You meet your soul mate in the strangest places. I met mine on the train. It was a Thursday morning; I remember that much. Thursdays are dull, especially in the morning. The weekend's not quite there, you're run down from actually working during the week, and the train's well on its way to being packed -- everyone goes to work on Thursday to try and get things done so they can take Friday off. I was dozing, ignoring the homework I'd pr
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Justin's a fish out of water no matter where he goes, and never more so than when this Boston kid has to move to rural Georgia. Sometimes things don't work out the way he expects, which isn't a bad thing.
