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Flash Fiction: The Sandman’s Falsehood

  The Sandman is taking me. He unscrews my hands, my feet, my ears, my nose – whatever is in reach. Then the dreams – I enter my dreams and am falling apart. Why does everyone stare? What are they looking at? No, not a human. I’m nothing but an abomination now, an automaton. He… Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Sandman’s Falsehood