"She could have stopped it. She could have. But instead, she watched it burn."

"Then, a knight strode through the festival, parting the crowd like a tall field of grass. Adorned in silver armor that scaled her skin like

The fuzzy landscape was blurred in a thick veil of snow. She had to be careful. Beyond her backyard was Government Canyon, a park with nice

She grabbed her toothbrush in the bathroom and looked at the old mirror. It wasn’t her. It was the reflection of a skeleton.

“Holy crap,” I say. “You’re me?” I point at James and then back at myself. “Same DNA, with none of your issues,” James says with the same...