Long ago, there was a man named Paul. He fell in love with a
woman named Peanut, sadly there love was never meant to be. Paul was allergic
to peanuts.
Short stories of all shapes and sizes. From fantasy to science-fiction. Stories are like trees, they grow, branch off and bear countless leaves. Every leaf on a tree has a story to tell and I am the storyteller. New stories every other Tuesday.
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