Stories by Neil Swanson-Chrisman
This author's self-description: He was tall and stout and gay, his hair was a most peculiar red-gold color. You can also visit the author's own site.

'When Hope, Like Dreams, Is Cruelly Banished.', in Truncated travels. Rank: 4852/9334. Read this story.
'The Meaning of Life Resides in a Small Discarded Milk Tin', in Saw Bellow. Rank: 4409/9334. Read this story.
'Narrowly Avoiding Death at the Hands of Malevolent Arson and Uncaring Gravity', in Short Heroes. Rank: 595/9334. Read this story.

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