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Category: E-JSD Stories

The Painted Landscape
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The Painted Landscape

By robodread, Sourced from Adobe Stock I Am. The E-JSD is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support our work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. I Exist. I am All Things and all things are me. I am Eternal, unchanging, complete. I am content, I am Bliss. I am not content....

The Seto Taishō Murder
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The Seto Taishō Murder

A Yokai Child By Peppeneppe, sourced from Adobe Stock. This image is not related to the story except that’s it is a yokai. Editorial note– Japanese names preserve surname first order despite the uncustomary use of the first name in addressing people. I’m Hitarashi Reizo, a retired beat reporter from the Japan Times. I covered...

My Soba, Momoko and the Family Curse
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My Soba, Momoko and the Family Curse

By QuietWord Generated with AI Editorial Note– Ms. Bexley said this story was inspired by an Asian long-term friend whose elderly mother suffered from an untreatable form of Parkinson’s Disease and now her friend is showing similar symptoms. I would like to take a moment to introduce myself to you. My name is Kichi. My...

I Need My Space- Part Two
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I Need My Space- Part Two

Artwork by Pamela Beltowski The OFFICE: such a stupid name for the largest space station ever built. It was a nickname really, short for Orbital Facility for Interplanetary Commerce and Engineering – a big name for a big hope. With the moon base only starting to be built, we were not exactly interplanetary. Not yet...

I Need My Space- Part One
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I Need My Space- Part One

Artwork by Pamela Beltowski I met him at the office orientation party, along with all the other new hires. I met a lot of people that night, but no one made an impression on me like he did. He was dashing and funny, and I felt an instant attraction to him. I remember listening intently...

Rūfukurōrā (the Roof Crawler)
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Rūfukurōrā (the Roof Crawler)

Art Created by Jasper.ai In the chilly morning twilight, I waited for my child’s bus. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I glimpsed the Rūfukurōrā or the Roof Crawler. A dark, humanoid figure walking on all fours along the roofline of my neighbor’s roof. When I directly looked in its direction, it was...