“The General stood, realizing his prosateur was about to begin typing again, and walked back to his position in front of the bookshelf, but directly behind Mr. G. As he passed by the mirror, the General cocked his head slightly with surprise as he noticed he had no reflection. Contemplating the oddity, he simultaneously caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye of what appeared to be an unfinished manuscript haphazardly placed on the shelf. It had a black, leather-bound cover with a label barely taped to the spine that read: “The Imperative Cosmological Paradigm Shift.”
-Meet Mr. G
A short story by January Rain
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