57 Results with the "Drama" genre
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Longhouses cover the white expanse. Half-built ships stretch for miles along the shoreline. The majestic forest is gone, its slenderest remains fueling barracks stoves, its thickest trunks the backbones for Caesar’s growing fleet of flat-bottom boats. Roman victory kills more than those on the battlefield. Like locusts, the legions consume everything. They slaughter livestock and leave those unfit for enslavement to starve. Decurion Servius marches through the snow, his furry boots crunching in the…-
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His life is defined by how much pain he brings his mother. Twenty-two years ago, she left her princely father’s house to live with a coastal druid named Fintan, who, for all his holistic prowess, never suspected her already caught. Her pains began on the autumnal, and her unborn babe insisted on coming out ass first. The old druidess tending the delivery cut her belly to liberate him, and Ciniod reminds her grown son of this trauma every time she must force a fart. Aedan the Ancalite is a bony sort…-
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His name is Lucius Skipio Servius, or Skipio to those who call him a friend. He stands taller than most with a robust physique, chiseled face, and a captivating mouth no man can resist. His shorn head gleams like ripe wheat, unlike his dark, verdant eyes that run deep like river moss. Vitus Servius is bald like his son. The stocky patrician owns a vast orchard in the northern mountainous frontier. It boasts a thriving walnut grove alongside its primary crop of apples and pears. Still, his only son…-
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Sonata 9
Andrew Celich’s education as a classical violinist is derailed by an act of violence that finds him navigating New York City alone. -
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When her son stepped off the bus, nothing remained of the boy who left seven months before. He smelled good but looked hungry, and she didn’t fuss, not even when she felt his bones in her embrace. After kissing his head, she shifted her eyes to the men in suits. The police had gotten their pound of flesh, but they wanted to know how it got into her son’s car. Her boy carried himself like a man, shaking their hands and agreeing to an interview without her present. She insisted it wait, and he took…-
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Steady blows upon the door woke him. Andrew laughed into his pillow, giddy beyond measure. Sitting up, he tried fixing his bedhead in the mirror as the rapping continued. “I’m coming,” he grumbled, tearing himself from the warmth of the covers. He pulled on Sash’s undershirt, smelling the man’s soapy skin in its fabric. He stumbled to the door, tripping over two packed duffel bags. “Did you lock yourself out, Sas—” Nikola pushed his way inside when Andrew opened the door. “I…-
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Andrew sat alone in the subway car, mindless of his blood-soaked shirt and hungering for the Pilar. No amount of trauma overcame the healing power of provoked strings. The setting sun cut an orange line down Astor Place, a radiant border between painful realities and comfortable detachment. He wandered the street in a daze, his arms colliding with pedestrians. Saint Marks housed its regulars, shiftless and waiting for anyone to liberate them from the checkerboard doldrums. The clerk called after him.…-
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Thanksgiving thoughts bred scents of roasted turkey and baked cinnamon. The vibrations in the subway window soothed his aching head until subterranean darkness gave way to sun-soaked sprawl. Outside on the platform, a trio of Yeshiva-tailored boys tossed coins onto the tracks, a dangerous folly carried out without the supervision of the station’s usual patrolman. Andrew was four blocks down Brighton 12 when a feminine howl ripped through the air. Wailing sirens grew deafening on approach as police…-
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Nikola’s voice woke him from a restless sleep. Through the adjoining wall, the lanky Ukrainian claimed that sex starvation drove him to fuck Dmitri Boscov. Such marvelous nonsense brought a smile to Sash’s face. Niko swore he learned his lesson, delivering a heartfelt apology to Cyril. For some damned reason, though, Niko refused to own his mistake before Andrej, and no amount of bullshit flew past that clever boy’s radar. With typical indifference, Andrej suggested that Niko must’ve been…-
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Andrew holed up in his room for several days, stealing the daylight after work to play the Pilar. Fiddling by day didn’t bother his neighbors as much as doing it by night. One day, a knock came at his door, and Cyril’s voice came from the other side when he didn’t answer. Niko missed him, as did Cyril, who didn’t think for a moment that he and Dmitri were involved. The old man’s voice then dropped as he explained in broken English that Sasha was a good man, and so was Andrej—there was no…-
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