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		<title>Oh My Darling, My Forever</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Gem Cassia]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2022 18:10:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Aurore is dead from the moment she walks into my shop.

Her entrance is accompanied by a soundtrack of clicking heels and an equally entitled whistle, the shrill notes of “Oh, my darling Clementine” ringing proudly in their dissonance. <a href="https://medusatales.com/oh-my-darling-my-forever/" class="more-link">Continue Reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Cast in Gold</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2022 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Truth is, I’ve no intention of keeping the brownie. I’d caught it accidentally while raking leaves. But… a wish? That sounds like a sweet deal. <a href="https://medusatales.com/cast-in-gold/" class="more-link">Continue Reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Tennessee Medusa</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2022 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[As long as you stroke ‘em right, the scales’re smooth. I could grab ‘em by the fistful, feel ‘em sidewind, solid muscle in my palm. But I ain’t handsy. I like watchin’ ‘em. <a href="https://medusatales.com/tennessee-medusa/" class="more-link">Continue Reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Plasticized</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Stella Wamae]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 May 2022 19:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I grab a thick “Build-a-bod” pamphlet from the coffee table and mindlessly flip through, rereading material that I have been internalizing for the last few months. I mindlessly run my thumb over a before and after picture collage. <a href="https://medusatales.com/plasticized/" class="more-link">Continue Reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Six Weeks to Eternity</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Emilia Vazquez]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Mar 2022 16:27:53 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Though she knew in advance what to expect, nothing could prepare Helena for actually seeing them in the flesh.

“So, what do you think?” asked the curator.

“Wow,” she replied. An unimpressive response, but it was all Helena could come up with. Her brain was too busy processing what she saw. <a href="https://medusatales.com/six-weeks-to-eternity/" class="more-link">Continue Reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Garden of Stone</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Veronica Malbec]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Mar 2022 02:37:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The arrow pins me to the door by my cloak. I try to remove it, but a second arrow pins my other shoulder. These are soon followed by two more under my arms. I am trapped.

For the first time, I hear footsteps approaching behind me. <a href="https://medusatales.com/garden-of-stone/" class="more-link">Continue Reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Paige Against the Machine</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Emilia Vazquez]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2022 23:51:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I raise my hand against my better judgment and a well-honed sense of self-preservation. The team turns and looks at me expectantly.

“You have an idea for what we should test it on next, Paige?” asks Brad.

“Yes, I do,” I reply. “We should test it on me.”

Three jaws drop in unison as six eyes gaze at me in disbelief. <a href="https://medusatales.com/paige-against-the-machine/" class="more-link">Continue Reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>An Irresistible Curse</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Olivia Quinn]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2022 20:39:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Derek shuddered as he examined the metal plate sitting on the hardwood floor. It was solid copper and two feet in diameter—large enough to stand on.

“Well, that’s just creepy,” he remarked at last. “Creepy but only a story.”

Claire flashed a smile. “Though that would appear to be the case with such an outlandish tale, I assure you it’s true. The plate is cursed." <a href="https://medusatales.com/an-irresistible-curse/" class="more-link">Continue Reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		
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