Spring never saw it coming. Winter smashed her in the back of the head with a sledgehammer, leaving crushed flowers and sunny thoughts splattered all over the kitchen.
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Spring never saw it coming. Winter smashed her in the back of the head with a sledgehammer, leaving crushed flowers and sunny thoughts splattered all over the kitchen.
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“So you’re probably wondering about the Gila monster.”
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“Sarah!”
Sarah sighed as she snapped out of her imaginary world. She was still in Doctor Goldberg’s office, and only five minutes had passed. She sat up straight in an overstuffed chair and ran her hands across the legs of her blue jeans.
“What is it, Doctor Goldberg?” She batted her eyes innocently as she spoke.
“You weren’t listening to me at all, were you?”
“Of course I was.”
“Then what did I say?”
“Um…that I have problems telling the difference between fantasy and reality?”
Doctor Goldberg’s gray mustache twitched in irritation. “That was a lucky guess.”
The story of Greystone Valley is really the story of Sarah, a twelve year old girl who finds herself trapped in a fantasy realm. In some ways, it’s the ideal situation for Sarah, who has become obsessed with fairy tales and stories about magic. On the other hand, none of the heroes Sarah has read about have ever had to fight armies and hide from cave trolls while in her pajamas.
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Here I am. Standing in front of her grave, watching as she sinks into the ground. If I was still a kid then I’d probably stare wide-eyed, wondering what sort of unseen magician’s trick makes the coffin float and what was in the box. Instead I’ve grown up, so I stand around listening to feeble apologies and trying to keep myself from crying.
She’s not coming back. I keep telling that to myself, turning it over in my mind like a mantra, keeping away the disappointment that hides behind naïve hope.
There he is. When all of the mourners are gone and she’s buried deep down so I can never see her again, I look up to see the Devil standing next to me, his head bowed in what I assume is mock respect. Right now he looks like Al Pacino.
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Forget about your bleeding toenail. Forget about muscles that want to betray you. Forget about the “you” entirely. Right now, you’re nothing but the dance.
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From the Masters City Sentinel, by Betsy Bryant
The League of Liberty, an organization of superpowered vigilantes that has been in operation since the 1960s, officially disbanded in a surprise move following weeks of controversy after several of the members performed high-profile crimes under what they claim to be mind control.
The press release came at 10:30 AM on Monday, during which leading members Paradigm, Captain Tomorrow, and Miss Destiny made a brief statement and answered questions from the press.
“It is with a heavy heart that we announce the official disbanding of the League of Liberty,” said an unusually emotional Paradigm during the press conference. “Recent actions have caused a breach in public trust, and without that level of trust we simply cannot operate as intended.”
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by Betsy Bryant
Doctor Roosevelt Pythagoras, a billionaire genius who has long denied his growing reputation as the world’s most dangerous supervillain, was finally brought to justice on Sunday after a raid on his volcanic lair in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.
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“The person you see here isn’t the person I was yesterday or even the day before. I move constantly through the time stream, jumping to wherever I’m needed.”
Is he a scientist? Is he a wizard? Few people know the truth about Captain Tomorrow, but everyone recognizes him as a hero.
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Over the years, I’ve represented sentient robots, hyper-intelligent gorillas, and time-displaced cavemen. They all followed one simple rule: they wore pants in my office.
In a world of vigilantes and supervillains, a good defense lawyer never stops working. Eva Corson is one of the best, having made a living defending the dangerous, the evil, and the criminally insane. For many superheroes, she is worse than the villains she defends. In her eyes, though, everything she does is about the pursuit of justice and redemption.
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He doesn’t land; he always floats a few feet above me, looking down on me. Looking down on all humanity, for all I can see.
The first superhero and, for many, the symbol of America, Paradigm has flown the skies since the early 1940s. Created in the heart of an atomic explosion, his every cell is powered by strange radiation that renders him eternally young, resistant to almost every form of harm, and capable of amazing feats of strength.
He’s also the most hated enemy of Roosevelt Pythagoras, which puts him at the center of the conflict that unfolds as that supervillain is released from prison.
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