There were twin cities, once. Because of the stone they could quarry, one city was black and the other was white. They were called by those that lived there The City of Shadows and the City of Light, though their official names had far less poetry in them. They sat on either side of a great tidal river that was so wide it was hard to see one bank from the other.

Jem and Ez met in their boats in the middle of the river. Ez gave Jem a curling stone – the key to fulfill a prophecy so old it had been forgotten by all but the angels. When Jem turns the key, the cities will never be the same again.

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I’m sitting on my uncle’s headstone, drinking a glass of claret. He always used to tell me: be careful what you wish for, which never made much sense to me. Why on earth would I want to do that? Wish wildly, wish with abandon – that’s always been much more my style.

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I sit on the shore with a photograph I've never seen before, remembering another photograph, that tore my family apart. My therapist says I need closure, but I'm pretty sure that hope is dead. Pandora's white moth, crushed underneath the rest of the mess when she finally opens the box...

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Bolt doesn't know what kind of man he is, or what kind of man he'd like to be. The stories he tells about himself change each time they're told, until he no longer knows the truth of them. He goes back to his own beginnings, and he's not sure if the woman he takes from the darkness is a betrayal or a rescue... perhaps he will never find out.

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I’m an invader. I’m going to find my way through the maze town, built to confuse and protect the palace. I’m going to get into the palace.

And I did it. It was too easy. But I didn’t have the sense to be afraid until it was too late…

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Mia posts drawings into the Complaints Department letterbox, but so many of her conversations are one sided, it never occurs to her that perhaps someone might talk back until she starts finding drawings all over the city. Drawings almost the same as her own, except for one thing - in these new drawings, she isn't alone, isn't unseen. Slowly, she starts to feel less alone...

This is the eighth story about the Complaints Department - if you like this one, check out the rest :)

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This is a sequel story to one from way back - "The Summoning". In this episode, I have some special guests to help me with the dialogue - many thanks to Carol and Megan.

The girl who summoned a fire spirit and left with it for a life of adventure is back, and she's in trouble - she trapped the spirit in a bottle at the bottom of the ocean, and because her life is tied to the spirits, she's not free unless she undoes what she did.

The Crazy Bee Woman (not all crazy) is leaving town with a woman who has a fish in her belly. Will they help? Of course they will...

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Come Rain Or Shine, The Mail Will Arrive On Time

But what if it’s eaten by a bunch of piranhas while being rowed across a deadly moat to the castle mailbox?

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