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E.B. Johnson

@TheHonestAuthor

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flash fiction

Welcome to Breakwater

"Wheels skittered in a cloud of red dirt and iron screamed in an explosion of sparks as the locomotive came to a crawling stop in front of the dilapidated station."

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Melinoe

"I wasn’t there when the virus hit. I wasn’t there for three whole days after all hell broke loose..."

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