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Matthew

@bardbarian

a young father and amateur writer

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Matthew
@bardbarian Jun 16, 2018, 10:57 AM UTC

Newborn

This second meeting with the vampire was far different than the young man’s first. Then the young man had been sneaking and sulking through the lair of a monster. He had been cautious and quiet. He h…

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Matthew
@bardbarian Jun 15, 2018, 3:53 PM UTC

Pursuit

The Thralls were not fast, but they did not stop. The young man wasn’t tired, but he was out of the special bullets he had stolen from the Tinker’s shop, and the gun he had also stolen was useless wi…

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Matthew
@bardbarian Jun 14, 2018, 12:48 PM UTC

Respite

The Wizard’s name was Randolph, which the young man thought was very much a wizard’s name. Of course, he had only met the one wizard. The only wizard the young man had ever met was reclining in his c…

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Matthew
@bardbarian Jun 13, 2018, 6:22 PM UTC

Branded

“Tell me truly, why are you here?” The young man had not caught his breath. His need for air competed with his need for silence as he sat behind the shelves in the second story of the warehouse, his…

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Matthew
@bardbarian Jun 5, 2018, 7:03 PM UTC

Vampyr

“What? Ha! Your head is filled with fairy tales and horror movies young man.” He bustled about behind the counter, working on several timepieces and more than one computer repair seemingly simultaneo…

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Matthew
@bardbarian May 21, 2018, 2:49 PM UTC

Mother Maccabees

The woman had never cried a day in her life. Life had never been enough to make her think of wasting tears on it. She didn’t cry when she had become a woman and they were still boys. She had long blo…

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Matthew
@bardbarian May 14, 2018, 1:39 PM UTC

Son of a Theif

Luke rubbed his left shoulder with his right hand as he sat in the breakfast joint and looked out the window to the bank across the way. He glanced down at his left wrist: Carl wasn’t here yet, and t…

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Matthew
@bardbarian May 1, 2018, 8:11 PM UTC

An Accidental Partnership, Part 3

On that night, Alfred nervously peeked out the third floor window of his master’s home. He wasn’t nervous about the theft or the betrayal of the household he had worked for the last two decades. No,…

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Matthew
@bardbarian Apr 30, 2018, 5:48 PM UTC

An Accidental Partnership, Part 2

They found another bar where Puck still had some social credit and talked. Alfred was shrewd and subtle, but Puck could read between the lines. Albert was head butler to Lord Cantwell, which meant he…

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Matthew
@bardbarian Apr 27, 2018, 4:24 PM UTC

An Accidental Partnership, Part 1

Albert Goodesworth was a strange sight in this particular bar at this particular time of day in his particular outfit. He was “in uniform” as he might say, but to everyone else it looked like he was…

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