Nicholas Rauscher
Short Story: The Burning Throne
“Don’t meddle with what you don’t understand,” my grandmother would occasionally tell me, holding me firm by my chin to look in my eyes...
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THE CHICKEN-SCRATCH SHACK
Hey, you there. Yeah, you. C'mon over here, roll up one of those chairs, and get ready for some stories. Ignore the skeleton in it. How'd he die? I'unno, he said something about hearing too many crappy short stories before he let out a relieved sigh and... Expired. I can tell you're much more cultured than that guy, though. Promise.
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Nicholas Rauscher
Poetry - First Wave
Rhyme Poem: The Forest Maze There’s a forest near my house, down some ways, I go there to clear my head a few days, The twist and turns...
Nicholas Rauscher
Short Story: The Ship Endures
“The Ship has passed through the dustfield. Maintenance crew to your stations. The Ship endures,” the loudspeaker echoes monotonously. A...
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