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TheNeverPages

TheNeverPages is an epic journey across the Other Side and deep into memory. It takes place during the exact moment of death, when memories, past hopes and sins coalesce and are presented back to us. Our serialisation of TheNeverPages will be posted here, in full, for free. The first six chapters will be available to all - after which please subscribe to continue the journey. It will still be free, always.

TheNeverPages ⸱ Graham Thomas

Chapter Nine

Night-time within the embrace of the Exxon Valdez. The woman is sleeping with her head on my lap, the bustle of her dress a maroon waterfall. Her lace collar is undone, exposing her neck. Clear sign she is comfortable. No rings on fingers. Loose ringlets in hair. Slender neck. Old and young.
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TheNeverPages ⸱ Graham Thomas

Chapter Eight

Woke up a few minutes ago to sound of scraping. Sitting up on bench, huddled in coat (cushion provided no dream). Scraping was soft. Almost a slide. A note under my door! I am staring at it. Still folded under doorframe. Peeking through the edge. Paisley is fast asleep.
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TheNeverPages ⸱ Graham Thomas

Chapter Seven

Door slid open effortlessly. On rails. Odd. No handle, just on rails. Only one bench inside, facing sliding door. Nobody sitting on it. Window above it. Maroon-coloured blind drawn. Picture of a tree on blind – very fine embroidery, like the ivy on the hem of sister’s dress.
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TheNeverPages ⸱ Graham Thomas

Chapter Six

Dog is sitting by the door licking the black paint. Coating appears to be wet. First thought was that it was wet paint. But no, it is water. Tasted it. Salt water. Resist licking door. Tell dog to stop. Dog shakes head. Can hear bullet rattling around in dog’s skull. Cannot remember dog’s name.
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TheNeverPages ⸱ Graham Thomas

Chapter Five

Left Mr H_ sleeping on his front. Can’t hear his breathing from the corridor. Soundproofed carriage? Doesn’t seem likely as I can see through the edges of the doorframe. The light from the room seeps under the crack below the door. Sound must only exist within its own borders.
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TheNeverPages ⸱ Graham Thomas

Chapter Four

Number on the carriage has fallen off. Unvarnished outline of ‘1’ remains. Going in to investigate. If I don’t come back then Lucy, the dream was true. I’m sorry. Brekker if you read this, follow the clues, and maybe you will have more success. Get to Lucy! Save her!
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TheNeverPages ⸱ Graham Thomas

Chapter Three

I’m going to explore the train. Though I have not seen a soul except her since we boarded, I’m certain that we are not the only people aboard. I can hear someone coming. The woman? I will report back after.
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TheNeverPages ⸱ Graham Thomas

Chapter Two

On train now. I almost had given up hope. It came when the woman was bleeding from both nostrils. The dust cloud has dissipated. It went quicker than it came. I woke up and I saw the cloud rising, like a curtain in a play.
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TheNeverPages ⸱ Graham Thomas

Chapter One

‘TheNeverPages’ is the journal of a Dream Investigator, a serialised magical-realist science fantasy that takes place during the exact moment of death, when we step from this world into the next and when our memories, past hopes and sins coalesce and are presented back to us.
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