Uncharted Frontier Issue 13

By Allan Kaspar

Welcome to the October 2013 (and thirteenth issue) of Uncharted Frontier! Our current issue brings you Halloween, Horror and suspense themed fiction! Enjoy stories and photography that will provide you with one last chilling thrill as the Halloween season comes to a close!

Short Fiction By:

Christopher Ketcham
Kesia Alexander
Allan Kaspar
Richard Lawrence

Poetry By:

Faith Kuzio

Photography By:

Faith Kuzio

• Language: English
• Publisher: Allan Kaspar
• Release date: Nov 1, 2013
• ISBN: 9781311497437

Allan Kaspar

Allan is the Chief Editor and Publisher of Uncharted Frontier EZine, the premier EZine for the soon-to-be famous creative artists, writers and photographers who deserve to have a voice to the world!He is a life-long writer, RPG fanatic, and video game afficienado, whose video game reviews have appeared in Games for Windows Magazine, Mentality Magazine, Gamespot featured community reviews, and more.He spends his time in Pennsylvania frequenting old book stores, coffee shops, and Guitar Centers.

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Uncharted Frontier EZine Issue XX

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Copyright 2013 Allan Kaspar

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Table of Contents

The Roof by Kesia Alexander

Zarathustra Redux by Christopher Ketcham

The Devil’ll Get Ya by Faith Kuzio

Family Reunion by Allan Kaspar

Merlin: The Mirror and the Monster

Contributor Bios

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The Roof

By Kesia Alexander

Wellcourt was the type of high-school where someone was always offing themselves and no one really knew why. It was a real type of not knowing unlike the I don’t know we all gave to our parents after the O’Harry Scandal hit the papers. Was that old woman really sleeping with all those students? my mother had asked me.

I gave her the response that we all gave in regards to any such incident. But I knew. Of course I knew. Even if I hadn’t been propositioned by O’Harry myself, I would have still known.

But the death thing was different. When people were asked, year after year, about the most recent death, the answer was always quite authentically, really couldn’t tell you. It’s always the good ones, isn’t it?

When I was a freshman, a girl named Cindy Patton was supposed to be studying abroad in France for the semester but got kicked out of the program for having sex with one of her teachers. When she returned to America, I heard she was on anti-depressants. Next thing I knew her picture was set up on an easel in the main lobby with Rest In Peace above it and 4.5.89- 10.8.05 underneath.

This was my first Wellcourt death. I remember standing in front of the poster, wondering about Cindy, when a couple of kids walked by and one of them said, there might as well be a section in the Washington Post called Wellcourt obituary.

I had my theories on it. You see, most Wellcourt kids didn’t have to worry about much. They just had to get decent enough grades to make the library their parents donated not look suspicious. Hunger was foreign to them. Choosing sleep instead of being forced to acknowledge an empty stomach? They had never heard of it. They wanted death, because really it was one of the few things they didn't have. They had not earned death through a life of hard living. I knew they hadn't because I hadn't and my life was much harder than theirs. But no one could hand it to them or purchased it for Hanukah. They could not obtain it. That was why they wanted it.

That was what I had been sure of before my visit from Lorna, anyway. Now, on the other side of it all, I don’t know.

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I hadn’t known Lorna when she was alive. I knew who she was, of course, but we weren’t friends. She was a year older than me and we ran in different circles. She was part of that popular group of spoiled girls who kept flatirons in