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I like to come up with a detailed plot for my illustrations. I have such a habit. It helps me in illustrating. Once I thought, why not write them down as short stories since I already come up with them? As a result, I began to draw illustrations from time to time with accompanying short stories. Here are some of these illustrations with stories. I plan to update this project with new stories as they become available. Well, I hope you'll like it. Thanks!
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T H E F I S H . P A R T o n e
For three days I was sitting at home because of the incessant rain. On the fourth day, my forced imprisonment finished me off and I decided to go to the nearest grocery store. Listening all day to the pulsating rumble of roofs, window sills and air conditioners, I seized the moment when the rain changed from a heavy downpour to a nasty drizzle, to break out finally from the stuffiness of my apartment... read more
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T H E F I S H . P A R T t w o
It was a goldfish. I had been seriously involved in fishkeeping when I was a child so I immediately recognized it. The goldfish had a small tangerine body with little reddish patches on the back. She slowly floated out from under a grate and stopped in the open area of the ditch. At that moment my heart began to pound wildly. The goldfish didn't swim away grabbing rainwater with her mouth... read more
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s t r a n g e k i o s k
When I was a boy there was a kiosk on the outskirts of my hood. Just a regular metal box, with smoked glass protected by iron bars. Nothing special. There were plenty of such kiosks back in the days. But that kiosk was special in some particular way. It had one strange feature that I would like to mention. The thing is that they had completely switched their assortment every week or two. I mean completely. They traded with milk products and ice cream first, then they switched to fake pearl jewelry, then there was VHS rent, then they started to repair shoes... read more
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c h a n n e l 8 3
Yes, sir. It was the time of cable television and it was a good time indeed. Hundreds of channels. Thousands of movies. Some of them were good, some of them were awful, and only a few of them were real gems. Most of that content was not intended for kids though. But nobody cared. And there was one very special channel. Channel 83. Most of the time it was broadcasting gameplay video of various NES and Sega games... read more
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s t a l k e r
Today I realized that somebody is spying on me. Such a nasty feeling. Yes, I remember now. I had seen this man recently and more than once. In the subway car. In the laundry room. This man wore a hat and a black floor-length cloak. Then I didn't give it much importance. But I did now. Today I stayed in the office until late at night. When I was finally leaving the office I turned to throw a quick glance at the office building and saw Him... read more
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o u t s i d e r
I didn't like this town at first sight. Not surprising though. I didn’t want to go, but my relatives had insisted, especially Ma. I left the bus station. What a gloomy place! And why are street lights so dim? And this weather... Large flakes of wet snow densely poured out of the dark night sky, instantly sticking to the shoulders and sleeves of my thin coat. I lost a piece of paper with the address of my hotel (probably fell under my bus seat)... read more
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b r a n d n e w w o r l d
His name was Jack Marx. But everybody knew him as Jack_with_Clubs_64, one of the greatest warriors of the Green Sphere Arena (level three, modded by Lazy T_T, ARGUS anti-cheat). His nickname was at the top of the game ratings for most of the time. For many, he was an idol, but some, on the other hand, considered him a cheater and a vote-buyer. But anyway, he was famous in his circles - that's for sure... read more
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TO BE CONTINUED!
(I hope)
Thank you for watching!
